Lynette was a grown woman now. Her lackeys might not have finished the sentence, but she could guess what they were getting at, and her heart sank, fury filling her eyes. "What happened? Talk!" She raised her voice impatiently.
She's mad. The girls shivered and quickly answered, "That harlot made Mr. Fuller do some hanky panky during the ball. They're in the waiting room now."
"What?" Lynette froze, her voice turning into a shriek, and she held her phone with enough force to crush it at any moment. "S-She's doing that with Toby…a-at the banquet?" Her whole body shivered, and her eyes turned bloodshot with rage.
Harry noticed his granddaughter's rage the moment he awoke from his nap. The old man turned around only to be met with a girl who was on the edge of insanity. "What's wrong, Lynette?"
"Grandpa!" Lynette looked at her grandfather. There was hate in her eyes, pure, utter loathing for Sonia. "That harlot is going at it with Toby in the waiting room. They… They…" Tears of anger streamed down her cheeks.
A shocked Harry questioned, "What?! That is impossible, Lynette. He's not that kind of person. That's rude and disrespectful to the host. He knows that. He won't do this."
"I'm not lying, Grandpa. My friends saw them. They're at the ball right now, and they said Toby and Sonia went to the waiting room. What else would they do but that?" Lynette balled her fists. If looks could kill, someone would be dead right now, definitely Sonia.
Lynette's lackeys hastily chimed in, "Yeah, we saw it with our own eyes. That's what they're doing right now."
Due to their anxious tone, Harry was forced to believe them. He smacked his leg in anger. "How could he do this? Yes, he's powerful enough that no one would talk about it, but everyone's going to think he's a pervert behind his back!"
Lynette bit her lip, hissing, "He knows that, but this isn't what he wanted. I bet Sonia forced him into this. She has dirt on him, so he has to do whatever she says!"
That's a good point. "That woman is eviler than we thought if that was true. Sonia wishes for Toby's destruction."
She looked at her grandfather with tears and determination in her eyes. "We need to stop them, Grandpa."
He nodded pensively. "That we should. We can't allow her to destroy Toby like this, but we're still a distance away from the ball. How can we do that?"
"I have an idea." Lynette looked at her phone. "Girls, try to interrupt them."
The girls looked at each other in bafflement. "How?"
Lynette narrowed her eyes at their lack of initiative. "Be creative. Just interrupt them. Don't worry. He's being threatened. He doesn't love her. There's no way he would do that with her. It will be a good thing for him if you succeed. Perhaps he might be thankful for your help."
"Really?" The girls perked up, their eyes shining.
A devilish smile curled Lynette's lips as she drove the knife in by goading, "Yep. Your families are trying to marry you off to guys you don't like to save their skins, aren't they? But, if you help Toby out, he might work with your family out of gratitude, and your families won't force you to marry the guys you don't want anymore. Since you would have saved your families by that point, after all."
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