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—"

the line. How dare you stir

Despite the rumors of Whitney disliking Maisie, she was standing up for her at this critical

her hand, glaring and causing the

I heard the horrible things that

there who love to get ahead by flirting with men. Since you managed to say that,

"You—"

husbands are disgusting! We're in the same circle and know very well how they are. Do you need me to elaborate

of laughter erupted among the onlookers, leaving the women

a university lecturer and a bigshot in drama. That's why we shut our mouths when you spoke... But you're just too

has more than literati. We also

leaving the women too embarrassed

watching them leave with

onlookers dispersed as the drama concluded, and

then did she remember that Maisie was behind her. Turning around,