The Triplets My Ex Never Knew About novel Chapter 86

Chapter 86: Chapter 86: But Isn’t There Still Mr. Sloan?~

Zachery quietly leaned in and whispered something in Christian’s ear. Christian blinked, surprised. "Will that really work?"

Zachery puffed out his chest. "Young Master, do you still not trust me? Come on, let’s stick to the plan!"

Christian pressed his lips together. "Okay."

Meanwhile, the moment Estelle Lockwood finished speaking, a dead silence fell over the room.

The recent scandal about Noelle Lockwood’s plagiarism had caused a massive uproar.

The Lockwood Group had turned the tables with false accusations, dragging Evernight International into a public relations crisis. Although the issue was now resolved, Evernight International had ultimately suffered an unwarranted disaster.

And yet here was Laura Jennings, Nathaniel Sloan’s mother, being so chummy with the main culprit and even dining with her...

Noticing the stares from the crowd, Noelle Lockwood’s eyes reddened. "Miss Yara, I already explained back then. It was all my agent’s fault. I know you blame me, but I truly didn’t do it."

"I’ve paid the price for it, too. I never imagined you would despise me this much. Miss Yara, I don’t understand... What have I ever done to offend you?"

Noelle Lockwood painted herself as the victim. ’As long as Yara keeps pushing,’ she thought, ’everyone will definitely take my side!’

A brilliant idea suddenly struck her. "Miss Yara, you look so much like my older sister. Could it be... that you actually are my sister? Is that why you hate me so much? But even if you hate me, you can’t disrespect your elders..."

The crowd was stunned.

Quite a few people knew what had happened back then, and they immediately turned to look at Estelle Lockwood’s face... ’She really does look like her!’

It was just that the true heiress back then had been so timid and meek, always afraid to even look up. They hadn’t made the connection between her and this "Yara".

"Noelle Lockwood’s sister... wasn’t she the one who framed Noelle multiple times, attempted murder, and then killed herself by starting a fire?"

"Oh! Now that you mention it, I remember! A lot of people were injured in that fire. That woman was so reckless. Don’t tell me that’s this Yara?"

"I remember, too. As soon as the true heiress returned to the Lockwood family, she tried everything she could to frame Noelle. Noelle was always covered in bruises back then..."

"If this Yara is actually Estelle Lockwood, then I guess it makes sense that she’d hate Noelle."

"How does Estelle Lockwood have the nerve to hate Noelle? The only reason she’s not in prison is because Noelle is too kind-hearted!"

A smile finally returned to Noelle Lockwood’s face. ’This is how it should be,’ she thought. ’Whether she calls herself Yara or Estelle, anyone who gets in my way deserves to die!’

Estelle Lockwood’s expression turned cold, her gaze sharp as a knife.

Laura Jennings also had a sudden realization. "That’s right! Yara, you’re that woman from all those years ago, aren’t you! Well, well. You targeted Noelle five years ago, and you’re targeting her again now! Why didn’t I just kill you back then, you bitch!"

"The Lockwoods took you in, gave you the best of everything, and you turned around and hurt the apple of their eye! Of course you deserved to be kicked out!"

"I can’t believe you’ve held a grudge for five years, still plotting revenge against Noelle. Get out of here! This restaurant belongs to my son, and you are not welcome!"

Noelle Lockwood flashed a victorious smile, staring triumphantly at Estelle.

Estelle scanned the crowd’s faces, then let out a sudden, cold laugh. "Noelle Lockwood, I accuse you of plagiarism, and you immediately try to change the subject. Tell me, who’s the one with the guilty conscience here?"

"I was standing here minding my own business when you insisted on starting trouble. And now you’re trying to slap a label on me for ’disrespecting elders’? What, does the world revolve around you? Is everything you say law?"

Listening to their judgments about her past self, Estelle knew just how many times Noelle had used her tarnished reputation to elevate herself during the five years she’d been away from Crestfall.

’Has she gotten so used to trampling on a dead person’s name that she feels the need to squeeze out every last drop of value from it?’

Estelle’s tone was icy.

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