My Substitute Wife Is a Bigwig (Lily and Loid)

Chapter 175

Save for matters in the business field, Melanie handled everything else in the Laurier family. This was well–known in the social circles of Bridgeport.

Today, Stefan personally stood up to speak for Lily. This indicated how high Lily’s position was in the Laurier family.

Some of the guests contemplated this inwardly, but no one spoke up.

Shannon’s expression shifted as she looked incredulously at Stefan. “Mr. Laurier, isn’t Lily being unfaithful to Loid by being with another man? Can you tolerate that?”

Stefan glanced at her, his expression serious and cold. Ms. Martinez, considering you’re Lily’s sister, I’ll overlook your earlier words. If you dare to talk nonsense again and slander Lily, I will hold you legally accountable”

Shannon’s expression stiffened, and then she looked at Lily mockingly. “You’re really something, Lily. Not only did you win Loid over, but you also managed to have Mr. and Mrs. Laurier eating out of your palm.

“I’ve got to hand it to you. But so what? Today, someone managed to expose something scandalous about you, in the future, there’s bound to be more! How are you better than me?”

a decisive half–smile. “Wasn’t it you who brought the scandal to

has nothing to do with me.

small matter? I guess you think that even if the Martinez family finds out about Jason’s

you worried that you’ll become an

have to worry about that! The Laurier family doesn’t even need to step in to deal with the likes of you.” Shannon had an evasive expression on her face. “I

likes to solve problems on

her chin slightly, her smile cold and mocking. “I’ll help

now.”

expression was solemn. The tone of her voice became chilly as she asked, “You’re all eager to know too, don’t you?” Her gaze was as sharp as a knife. Anyone who met her

none of them dared to. She turned around and exposed someone else’s scandal without panicking when she was implicated and put in a rough spot.

her, indicating that she wasn’t someone to be trifled with. Her methods of dealing

situation, no one wanted

Maxwell. She said softly, “Mr. Lane, could you please explain?“” Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the

Brooks is me. I don’t know the intentions of the person who took this photo, but I’ll explain.

at the school gate and exchanged a few words with her. Unexpectedly, someone took these photos with ulterior motives.

words fell, Shannon’s

“No, the