Chapter 153

Rebecca stormed in, with Yvette trailing behind, holding her right hand and looking aggrieved. Even though there were plenty of staff backstage, Rebecca had no intention of controlling her temper. Her eyes blazed with fury, like a vengeful spirit, eager to consume Shakira entirely.

"To boost your image, you broke Yvette's hand. Get out with me. I want everyone to see how evil you really are. Rebecca shouted angrily, her long, sharp nails slashing through the air menacingly toward Shakira. The force behind them seemed enough to draw blood if she wasn't careful.

Shakira narrowed her eyes and replied coldly, "Mrs. Nelson, are you trying to make a fool of yourself in front of everyone?"

Rebecca was speechless. Her hand stopped in mid-air as she met Shakira's cold and merciless eyes. She recalled their previous encounter when she had been overpowered without even a chance to fight back.

Rebecca angrily dropped her hand and pointed it at Shakira's nose. Seeing Shakira's arrogant stance and ignoring her completely, Rebecca felt a deep hatred but was helpless to change it.

Shakira smirked, with her gaze shifting to Yvette, who was hiding behind Rebecca, and let out a silent sneer. "Did Yvette tell you that I broke her hand?" Shakira asked with a casual tone that was enough to make Yvette feel like a frightened bird.

Yvette quickly pulled down Rebecca's hand, whispering almost desperately. "Mom, my injury has nothing TO do with Shakira. Let's go home"

Rebecca angrily shook off her hand. She had faced great humiliation, and now Yvette was even standing up for Shakira. Rebecca was furious.

Her disappointment in Yvette was clear, and her gaze was filled with blame and frustration. "How are you going to defend her! If she hadn't locked you, you wouldn't have gotten hurt?"

If you had performed, all the cheers and applause would have been for you. The photos with the seniors would have be of our family. Dad and I wouldn't be the laughingstock, continued Rebecca.

Hearing these words, Shakira found Rebecca's way of thinking truly fascinating. No wonder Yvette was so loved by her; birds of a feather flocked together.

As Rebecca's sharp, loud voice faded, a sneering laugh came from outside the door. It wasn't cold or indifferent, just very mocking, and it was startling in the quiet room.

Rebecca turned her head viciously and snapped. "Who dares to laugh!"

At some point, Walter appeared outside the door, with his overly confident, handsome face smirking. "Mrs. Nelson, do you even want to scold me?"

Rebecca's expression suddenly changed.

you assume that once Yvette goes on stage, she'll receive the same

in front of so

Mr. Nelson became the laughingstock of all Crescentville.

parents? Matthew only said he wanted to invite Shakira's parents on stage, you assumed it was you.

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Chapter 153

even think about reflecting on your

your shame. It's not enough to

no wonder they can't raise a decent daughter. Truly

the family."

Rebecca was speechless.

Yvette was speechless.

Benji, who casually followed behind to watch the show, couldn'i help but join in the applause with

at defending his wife was amazing. He could infuriate people

felt extremely satisfied-It

the scene, mocking her, including Benji and even those who only deserved backstage

end, could only drag

help but grin. "You're useless. Can I even talk back

she went on stage, adding tiny sparkles at the corners

come. I should've been the one

you think I stole your

playful smile and spoke softly, "I wouldn't say that. You helped me out and saved me effort, so I should thank

compliment. With the sudden closeness, her bright eyes and smiling face were right

gleamed. "Is there

smile. "We'll talk about

didn't go back to the event. Instead, she firmly dragged Yvette straight to the parking lot. Once inside the car, Rebecca couldn't

to look up, fearing that all around her were both familiar and unfuntliar sneering faces. Seeing her like this reminded them of the

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