The reporters, spotting the plaque in Alice's hands, immediately started snapping photos and gushing about how great she looked.

On the other hand, the farmers weren't used to a scene like this. After a brief moment of confusion, a few young people rushed forward and grabbed the plaque back.

"Who the hell are you? Why are you holding our plaque? This is for Grace!"

"Are you serious? How low can you get, trying to take credit for Grace's work?"

People in Northbrook were straight shooters-they couldn't stand anyone trying to take credit for someone else's work.

The government officials stood there, momentarily stunned. They then turned to Alice.

"Aren't you Ms. Grace Lambert?" one of them asked.

Alice's smile stiffened.

"Grace? She's nothing but trouble. Alice is the

The farmers were furious.

for this with our own eyes. Wrong name? You're just trying to steal what's

hands. A group of them immediately closed ranks

asked quietly, "Quentin, do you have two

they had gotten the names wrong. Instead of answering, however, he let out

person we invited is Grace. The plaque is for her," the guy said. "As for Alice... Well, I heard she caused

and praise, only to find out all the recognition was for the daughter he looked down on the most- Grace. His expression

who was standing in the middle of the crowd. She didn't even acknowledge him, acting

Grace for interviews. She answered a few questions with a smile before being whisked away by the government

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