Elara practically roared the last few words. They struck like lightning, making everyone's hearts pound in their chests.
Although these high-society women were used to kissing up to the powerful and stepping on the weak, most of them hadn't entirely lost their moral compass.
Hearing Elara risk her own family's pristine reputation just to expose this humiliation, the women put themselves in her shoes and immediately knew who was in the right.
Spontaneously, the crowd rallied behind Elara. Mrs. Wallace wiped away a tear, stepping up to take Elara's hand.
"Mrs. Croft, we were foolish to listen to their side of the story. I never imagined such a respectable family could be pushed to this breaking point."
"I'm with you on this!"
"Me too! This is just awful for you!"
"Who could tolerate a daughter-in-law like that? It's downright evil! I stand with you, Mrs. Croft!"
"We all support you!"
There was no hesitation this time. The entire room threw their support behind Elara.
Everyone glared at Sylvia and her family as if they were shooting daggers.
Sylvia felt the arrows piercing her from all sides. The woman who had just been basking in her supposed moment of glory was now experiencing absolute, soul-crushing humiliation. She burned with shame, her face bright red, wishing she could sink into the floor.
Just then, a deep, magnetic male voice rang out. "What is going on here?"
Sylvia's head snapped up. When she saw Yardley standing there in a sharp navy suit, she bolted toward him like he was her last lifeline, desperately grabbing his wrist.


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