Chapter 412: Is Being the Other Woman Unjust?
The crowd, who knew the ins and outs, couldn’t control themselves and laughed heartily, leaning on the shoulders of the people next to them.
As for those blonde and blue-eyed foreigners, their jaws nearly dropped in astonishment!
They simply couldn’t imagine how Chloe Alden managed to say that.
"Madam, you... you haven’t been mentally disturbed, have you?"
"You’re the one who’s disturbed!"
Chloe Alden couldn’t stand the way they looked at her as if she were a lunatic. She angrily shouted, her once beautiful features twisted in rage, making her look terrifyingly fierce.
The few foreign men who had initially hoped for an exotic fling instantly lost their thoughts of pursuit. Seeing Chloe Alden like this, who dared to provoke her?
If they accidentally invited trouble, it would be a calamity!
And Chloe Alden finally couldn’t bear it, her emotions ran wild. She turned her back and fled.
—She swore that today’s humiliation would be returned a thousandfold, ten thousand times upon Cecilia Vaughn!
Why could that bitch toy with her to this extent!
At this point, Chloe Alden had long forgotten how she agreed to this vicious bet, because from the start, she never thought she would lose, much less that she would be forced to fulfill such a promise...
...
Chloe Alden ran back to the drink shop, feeling aggrieved and resentful.
Her eyes were rounder than bells, and she spoke to Cecilia Vaughn with venom.
"Cecilia Vaughn, are you satisfied now? Seeing me laughed at by everyone, seen as a madwoman by those foreigners, is this the outcome you wanted?!"
Cecilia Vaughn carelessly brushed her fingertips, lifted her eyes slightly, her voice light and flowing.
"Satisfied? Miss Alden, all of this wasn’t forced by me, but you asked for it yourself."
"..."
Who the hell would ask for such mockery!
Chloe Alden was about to retort, but before she could open her mouth, Cecilia Vaughn pulled out her phone, quickly playing back Chloe Alden’s sharp and superior voice.
—Cecilia Vaughn, then let’s make a bet! Whoever loses has to slap their face in public ten times, while shouting in English to those foreigners, ’I am a bitch!’
Chloe Alden raised her head in disbelief, her face going ashen.
"Cecilia Vaughn, you, you planned this from the start, didn’t you? Otherwise, why would you have recorded it..."
"Against shameless people, of course, one must be extra cautious, don’t you agree, Miss Alden?"
Cecilia Vaughn’s smile was serene, as if she completely disregarded Chloe Alden’s fury.
"You, fine! Cecilia Vaughn, you’re ruthless. We’ll see in the future—"
Chloe Alden bit her silver teeth, humiliated to the extreme, unable to speak coherently.
Fiona Vaughn feared she might do something drastic and hurried to hold Chloe Alden’s arm.
"Chloe, calm down, we..."
"Fiona! Let go, I do want to be alone! Our date today is ruined!"
Chloe Alden shook off Fiona Vaughn’s hand, her face pale, and ran away.
...
Seeing Chloe Alden storm off and leave her, Fiona Vaughn felt overwhelmed. This spoiled young lady had always been the type who couldn’t take any grievance. She truly feared Chloe Alden would cause more trouble.
Fiona Vaughn resented inside, but tears of questioning appeared on her face as she looked at Cecilia Vaughn.
"Sister, you really went too far today! Do you know how upset Chloe must be now!"
"Accept my apologies, but when it comes to being excessive, it’s nothing compared to yours. And discussing this with a woman who snatched our relative’s boyfriend is just me being foolish momentarily."
Cecilia Vaughn curved her lips into a taunting smile, causing Fiona Vaughn to pause, her prepared speech coming to a halt.
"Why is sister mentioning this today, those things are from so long ago? Sister and Mr. Law are doing well now. Besides, Tyson and I are mutually in love... We’re the true love, aren’t we?"
Fiona Vaughn spoke timidly and aggrievedly, wishing she could tear Cecilia Vaughn apart.
To expose her affair with a man in front of so many people, did Cecilia Vaughn lose her mind and retaliate against everyone?
"Retaliating against you is retaliating, should I pick a favorable day first?"
Facing someone like Fiona Vaughn with no boundaries, risking cryptic words would only lead to Fiona Vaughn’s thick-skinned attitude being oblivious indefinitely.
Compared to subtle digs, straightforwardness is much more lethal.
Fiona Vaughn: "..."
"Sister, speaking like this about me, you’re really breaking my heart... Why why..."
Fiona Vaughn’s eyes brimmed with tearful grievances, seemingly unable to withstand it, she covered her delicate face and left.
...
Seeing the drama conclude, the crowd couldn’t help but feel a pang of pity.
"The Vaughn Family’s eldest miss is really something... Her domineering personality is impressive... She’s definitely not an easy pushover."
Cecilia Vaughn’s frank and unreserved approach surprised many.
—Who would have thought, Cecilia Vaughn, with her fairy-like, elegant appearance, surpasses Fiona Vaughn’s pitiful charm with more composure and nobility. Yet, such a beautiful girl speaks and acts so coldly, leaving no room for retreat.
"But... the Eldest Miss Vaughn was really ruthless, wasn’t she? Chloe Alden is one thing, but even the goddess Fiona was made to cry by her."
"Cry? As if a mistress has any grievance, when you get your love stolen by someone like her, you know what truly unspeakable suffering feels like!"
Who among the attendees hasn’t endured grievances at some point, this wasn’t initiated by Cecilia Vaughn, so why demand her forgiveness?
With Cecilia Vaughn’s decisive actions, rejecting to play the good person, many spectators pressured by reality felt admiration instead.
Quick vengeance is just words, yet achieving it in real life is extremely difficult.
...
Because Chloe Alden and Fiona Vaughn spoiled the enjoyable mood, Cecilia Vaughn just ordered a drink and had some omelet rice with Mona Summers before deciding to head home.
Mona Summers had the handsome Isaac Zeller picking her up, even offering to drop Cecilia Vaughn off.
But Cecilia Vaughn directly waved her hand and declined.
"No, no, Starfall Bay is in the Northwood District, while you all live in the Springtide Complex on Glaze Street in the south, it’s not the same route at all, and it wastes gas money."
"It’s fine, who are we if not friends..."
Seeing Mona Summers about to pull her toward the car, Cecilia Vaughn eagerly escaped her grasp and ran off.
"I’ve already booked a ride-hailing car, I’ll let you know I’m home safe! See you!"
Mona Summers couldn’t help but laugh and shook her head at Isaac Zeller.
"She doesn’t want to be dropped off, forget it, let’s drive."
Isaac Zeller nodded silently, starting the car.
...
Watching her friend’s car disappear from view, Cecilia Vaughn stood in the chilly wind, warming her hands with her breath.
She didn’t tell Mona Summers she’d booked a ride-hailing car, but due to peak hours, her booking was timeout canceled by the system.
Just as Cecilia Vaughn contemplated calling another taxi, a tall and handsome figure appeared behind her—