Thatâs why not a single family has ever been skeptical about my charity events or tea parties.
Some families even had their wives or daughters come to butter Sienna up for the sake of maintaining good connections with Haddock Group.
Theyâd even give her money at times.
Yet, Ashlyn was publicly looking into this matter.
How dare she try to expose me in front of everyone?
Sienna took a deep breath and maintained the smile on her face. âAs Iâve mentioned before, we will support those who donate and reimburse them tenfold if they are deceived. Thatâs why, Ms. Berry, weâll never accept any frauds here. There must be some misunderstanding between you and Jeremy Halliwell.â
Ashlyn glanced at Sienna calmly. âOh? In that case, Ms. Oates, you might want to listen⦠To this.â
She replayed the audio recording of Jaredâs conversation with the principal of University T.
Everyoneâs gazes fell on Ashlyn and they noted how exquisite she looked. Her light makeup made her look even more elegant and fairy-like.
With a demeanor that was neither aggressive nor insecure, the woman held her phone in her porcelain-
skinned hand.
This was a face that every woman couldnât help but covet.
Sienna was filled with rage but tried her best to maintain her composure. âThis doesnât explain anything, Ms. Berry. Iâll only believe you if you can get the principal of University T to personally come over and make his statement. I have more trust in Haddock Group than your voice recording.â
Ashlyn narrowed her eyes. Sheâs clearly trying to protect âJeremyâ.
If thatâs the case, can his sappy life story ever be proven wrong?
One of the rich women couldnât help but speak up. âYouâre going too far, Ms. Berry. Mr. Halliwell here already has it rough; why are you still doubting him? Youâre adding salt to his wound.â
âYeah! These people need our help. How could we hurt them instead? Weâd be no different from monsters,â another wealthy lady chimed in.
âIâve never met someone this wicked in my life. I suggest you kick this woman out, Ms. Oates.â
âSuch a cruel soul like her doesnât belong here. She has such an ugly heart.â
Ashlyn was lost for words.
She finally understood that saying: There was no use trying to wake a person pretending to sleep.
Meanwhile, Naomi, who had been secretly filming the entire ordeal with her phone, sent the video to Lucas.
Seeing so many people on his side, âJeremyâ suppressed the panic in his heart and declared haughtily, âI really do have sepsis! Iâll be dead if I donât get treatment soon. Yet, this woman here insists that Iâm not a college student and says Iâm faking my identity. I⦠I guess Iâm better off dead!â
The man dashed towards the lake.
Sienna immediately ordered the security guards to stop him before rebuking Ashlyn. âYou disappoint me, Ms. Berry! How could you force him to kill himself?â
Ashlyn was amused. âHeâs the one who wants to die; what does it have to do with me?â
âWhat has our society become? She made someone try to kill himself in a lake, and now sheâs saying it has nothing to do with her! This is outrageous!â
âI canât bear to watch any of this. I feel so sorry for Jeremy.â
While the crowd was busy putting Ashlyn down with their self-righteousness, a voice suddenly came from nearby. âThis way, please, Principal Potter.â
âThis way, please, Mr. Granger.â
Everyone turned to the direction of the voice.
A row of people walked past the balloon-filled arch and headed this way.
The man in the lead was tall and well-built, and the cold expression on his face made it seem as though he could rob someoneâs soul.
His frosty eyes could send chills down a personâs spine.
Those pupils turned even colder and darker as he heard the wealthy womenâs rants.
It only took one glance for Ashlyn to realize the man was Lucas Nolan. Whatâs he doing here?