Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Whitney adjusted her shawl and stood tall, exuding authority in the presence of those women.

"Tell me!" She raised her voice, projecting majesty. "I think I heard you say that my nephew is a... cuckold? I'd like to know how you came to that conclusion."

The women knew Whitney was not to be offended and smiled as they attempted to leave. Unexpectedly, Whitney didn't let them go, her voice escalating.

The onlookers turned their attention, and an awkward tension filled the atmosphere.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Whitney scoffed, glancing at Maisie behind her. "This is my nephew's wife. Don't you know her?"

"We do, we do..." the women said softly.

"Then why did you criticize her?"

"You misunderstood us, Ms. Kinglake!" Danielle explained with a smile. "We were just chatting. We—"

were crossing the line. How dare you

silence. Despite the rumors of Whitney disliking Maisie, she was

raised her hand,

don't want to stir trouble in someone else's territory," Whitney declared, determined. "But I'm not afraid to stir trouble at all! I heard the horrible things that you guys said loud and clear! Maisie achieved what

to watch your own men! There are indeed many mediocre celebrities out there who love to get ahead by flirting with men. Since you managed to say that, you must have

"You—"

and know very well how

among the onlookers, leaving the women flushed

"We respect you because you're a university lecturer and a bigshot in drama. That's why we shut our mouths when

has more than literati. We also

threat, leaving the women too embarrassed to argue. They

her chin, watching them

drama concluded, and

was behind her. Turning around, she met Maisie's timid