Chapter 212

Chapter 212

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When Isolde whispered to Mrs. Grant, the room fell deathly quiet. Every eye turned toward her, including Ruby’s, who first glanced at Leah, then locked onto Joycelyn, standing with the elegance of a black swan in her dress, commanding attention without a word.

Compared to Leah’s brief moment of discomfort, Joycelyn’s poise and composure radiated an aura that was anything but ordinary. She carried herself with a presence that seemed far beyond what one would expect from someone of her standing.

The atmosphere became tense with anticipation, and curiosity was palpable. The truth about the fake Mrs. Grant was on the brink of being exposed, and everyone could sense it.

Joycelyn was about to step forward when she noticed Isolde’s hand gesturing toward her.

“Sorry, excuse me,” a soft, hesitant voice came from behind.

Amid such a formal occasion, a middle–aged woman in a janitor’s uniform squeezed through from the corner, collecting the trash.

Out of the corner of her eye, Joycelyn caught something familiar. As she turned her head, her dark eyes narrowed in shock. It was Iris.

Perhaps the atmosphere was too stiff, and Iris attempted to look up, only to be met with a sneering remark from a nearby woman. “Who’s this cleaning lady? Stay away from me.”

Iris bowed and apologized, hurrying to continue wiping the table legs as if she were the lowest of the low in this opulent world.

In the past, Joycelyn would never have allowed anyone to treat Iris with such disdain. Even as a child, she stood up for Iris, protecting her from anyone trying to pick on her while selling goods on the street.

Things had changed now. Not only had Iris’s deliberate appearance added to her discomfort, but the earlier online smear campaign had turned the public against her, leaving her caught in an impossible situation.

Iris’s humiliation would become a laughingstock for the Grant family, and she would be left to play the part of a vampire, either extorting others or staging performances to attract attention.

Joycelyn’s hands clenched at her sides, her fingers tightening.

Ruby’s gaze flickered momentarily, a hint of smug satisfaction gleaming in her eyes.

both women Ruby had bailed out, all to make things difficult for Joycelyn. She hadn’t expected it to backfire so

isn’t feeling well today, so everyone should leave. As for who the true Mrs. Grant is, those who attended the wedding have already met her. For those who

and immediately stepped forward to

Mason, I could use your help.

Leah’s claim to the

moment, her petty

a minute, this cleaning lady looks so familiar. Joycelyn, could it be Iris? Didn’t she accuse you online a few days ago of being ungrateful and

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head at the mention of Joycelyn’s name. Her eyes filled with awe when she saw the elegant and stunning Joycelyn. “Joycelyn…”

around, facing

I didn’t expect the Wilson family to go bankrupt, yet here you are, still managing to find the money to bail her out,” Joycelyn said, her expression calm and composed as she met

and unyielding. Even facing the

in the face

but as for this cleaning lady, I assume it’s still work hours? Don’t forget to finish your duties before catching up with Joycelyn, or they might dock your pay,”

emotion. Everyone had initially been captivated by Joycelyn’s elegance, and even Luna’s words had led them to believe this poised, elegant woman was

to prove anything–not at this moment, at

hips and stepped before Joycelyn.

suddenly cut through the tension, deep and

of Isolde’s

at last, Isolde. How are you feeling? Is everything alright?” she asked,

her hand dismissively. “I’m fine, just a little too excited today. But I could have sworn I heard someone making things difficult for

leave, but even Leah,

Group for twenty years, expanding it

all so curious,” Mrs. Willows said with a polite smile, feigning

piqued. “Isolde, might we have the

they murmured

chosen by Isolde, must surely be an exceptional lady,”

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