Reborn Fake Heiress Watch the Whole Family Burn novel Chapter 829

Theresa immediately jumped out of the car.

A tow truck was already on site, hooking up the smashed Red Ferrari.

"Stop! Stop right there!" Theresa yelled. "What happened? How did my car get wrecked?"

A house servant ran over, looking intensely relieved. "Miss Theresa, thank goodness you're here. Ms. Avery brought a massive group of people over. They've been tearing the place apart. Someone took the car the Chairman gave you for a joyride and smashed it into the planters."

"What? Lorna brought people *here*?" Theresa stared at him in disbelief.

She had assumed Lorna was hosting her coworkers at her own rented place.

She never imagined Lorna would bring them to the Ellington estate!

"Why the hell is Lorna even at my house?"

"Miss Theresa, when Ms. Avery moved to Cresden City, the Madam allowed her to stay here so Butler Avery could take care of her."

Theresa was speechless.

Her mother hadn't even mentioned that Lorna was living under their roof!

Lorna had taken advantage of that generosity to flaunt the Ellington estate as her own. If Theresa had known, she would have skipped the overtime just to come home and expose her.

"Did Butler Avery not stop them?"

"He tried," the servant said helplessly. "But Ms. Avery threw a massive tantrum. He couldn't control her."

"Unbelievable. It looks like I'm going to have to put her in her place."

Theresa's blood boiled.

Playing the fake heiress at the office was pathetic, but bringing a mob into her home and destroying her property crossed every line.

Logan Hughes walked over after inspecting the garage. "I checked inside. Aside from some trash left on the floor, the rest of the cars are fine."

"They wouldn't dare touch anything else," Theresa scoffed.

One woman had her shoes off and was literally standing on an imported Italian sofa.

It was absolute disrespect!

Did they think this was a public playground?

And there was Lorna, sitting in the center of the room, soaking up their flattery like a fraudulent princess.

"Stop the music! What the hell are you doing?" Theresa shouted.

The music died. Everyone froze, staring at her in shock.

Charles was the first to recover. He sauntered over with a nasty smirk. "Well, well, if it isn't Theresa Graham. Didn't you say you weren't coming? Couldn't resist sneaking in, huh? Always acting so high and mighty, but you're just as desperate as the rest of us."

"Charles, shut your mouth," Theresa snapped coldly. "For your information, this is my house. I come and go as I please. And you need to get the hell out!"

Charles burst into hysterical laughter. "I think your delusional disorder is acting up again. It was one thing for you to claim Lorna's dress was yours, but now you're claiming the entire Ellington family villa? You're not just delusional, you're crazy!"