Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 1133

The crowd had initially settled in for some standard romance drama.

None of them expected to be hit with a bombshell of this magnitude!

Sprawled across the deck, Isabella looked horrifyingly pale. Her brain buzzed so violently she felt entirely dizzy.

The relentless waves of shocked whispers and blatant mockery crashing around her were deafening.

She could feel the suffocating weight of everyone's judgmental stares burning into her skin.

Taking the pride and dignity she relied on to survive.

And crushing it into the dirt.

"Isabella, why so quiet?" Lydia stood at the edge of the pier, glaring down at the girl on the deck. "Are you too scared to say it, or just too embarrassed?"

"Since you won't spit it out, I'll do it for you."

Lydia pointed straight at Isabella, turning to address the crowd. "Let me enlighten you all. This Isabella isn't some elite Lancaster heiress. She's just a parasite who stole..."

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Isabella shrieked, her voice cracking as she scrambled up from the deck.

Her eyes were bloodshot, glaring at Lydia with a venomous rage. The murderous intent in her gaze was practically tangible. "You bitch, what does this have to do with you? Keep your mouth shut! If you spout one more word of nonsense, I swear I'll kill you!"

Her expression was completely unhinged.

It was pure, unfiltered malice.

Lydia was genuinely startled, stumbling back a step and nearly losing her footing.

A steady hand caught her.

Following the movement was an impossibly light, chilling scoff.

"You want to kill my person?"

Serena pulled Lydia behind her, slowly lifting her gaze to lock onto the hysterical Isabella.

Her striking eyes remained cold, laced with an air of absolute, untouchable dominance.

"But after playing the Lancaster heiress for twenty years, did you actually manage to forget that your biological mother is a convicted felon who worked as our maid?"

The crowd erupted into total chaos.

"Her last name isn't Lancaster, it's Thorne?!"

"Holy shit! And she's a maid's daughter?"

"Are you serious? Her mom is a maid and a criminal? And she had the nerve to strut around pretending to be the daughter of the richest family in the city?!"

"Wow, Isabella Thorne is just a fraud who stole someone else's life?"

Isabella's face cycled through shades of sickly green as pure humiliation rocketed to her core.

"You're lying! Shut up!"

She pressed her hands violently against her ears, screaming like a lunatic. "I am a daughter of the Lancaster family! Mom and Dad love me! My brothers love me too! It's you! You're the one who crawled out of the backwoods and used your filthy schemes to steal everything that belonged to me!"