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—"

line. How dare you

rumors of Whitney disliking

but Whitney raised her hand, glaring and causing the

I 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 she did with her talent and hard work. I've read her work, and I admire her!

many mediocre celebrities out there who love to get ahead by

"You—"

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

the onlookers, leaving

and a bigshot in drama. That's why we shut our mouths when you spoke... But

bullying? Let me tell you that my family has more than literati. We also have military commanders! If I hear you spew nonsense again, slandering my nephew and his

the air like a threat, leaving

chin, watching them

onlookers dispersed as the drama concluded, and everything returned to

behind her. Turning around, she met Maisie's timid yet grateful eyes, a

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