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

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

to intervene, but Whitney raised her hand, glaring and causing

the Newhouses' event. 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

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

"You—"

the same circle and know very well how they are. Do you need me

the onlookers, leaving the women flushed and

in drama. That's why we shut

hands on her waist. "Literati should just tolerate bitches' bullying? Let me tell you that my family has

hung in the air like a threat, leaving the women too embarrassed to argue. They hastily

watching

the drama concluded, and

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