He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 428

"Exactly. I remember when Sylvia turned eighteen, the Flynns and Stetsons were hyping her up as Bay City's number one socialite. My son actually had a crush on her back then. Thank God we never arranged a marriage, or he'd be the one raising another man's kid right now."

"The fact that they're practically proud of what she did, acting like they're in the right without a shred of guilt toward the Crofts... it's honestly mind-blowing."

"I never would have guessed. The Flynns always put up such a classy front, acting like their kids are so elite, but their upbringing is a disaster. Didn't Mr. Flynn have a scandal recently about keeping a mistress and having an illegitimate kid? Tsk, this whole family is completely fake."

The whispers caused Corinne's face to alternate between green and white. This was supposed to be her gala. If she lost control now, she'd never be able to show her face in Bay City's high society again.

No... I can't let them win!

Corinne straightened her spine, puffing out her chest. "Sylvia... Sylvia had her reasons! She didn't do it on purpose! As for what those reasons are, we simply choose not to air them in public!"

She pivoted sharply, directing her venom at Jacqueline and Scarlett. "But you, Jacqueline! You used to be a respected woman in this city, and now look at you! Running a nightclub! You're basically selling yourself out there! You're the one who lacks morals!"

"Don't let her trick you, ladies! Think about it—because she runs a club, how many of your husbands are VIPs at La Belle Nuit, falling to their knees for her?!"

"Unlike some people, who throw a charity gala every year just to pocket the funds for themselves, handing out a tiny fraction just to put on a show for the cameras. Jacqueline might run a club, but she's honorable, generous, and knows her boundaries. Not only do I fully support my husband going to La Belle Nuit, but I would be honored to call her a friend!"

Mrs. Wallace turned a scorching glare on Corinne and Gwen. "Since we're all here, let me ask you both a question. This is your sixteenth charity gala. Do you dare to make your charity ledgers public? Are you absolutely certain every cent of those donations actually went where it was supposed to?"

The razor-sharp question set the crowd off.

Furious, the guests began shouting in agreement, demanding that Corinne and Gwen release the financial records immediately. The entire venue descended into unprecedented chaos.