Transmigrated: I Became My Nemesis's Woman novel Chapter 159

Chapter 159: I didn’t see Miss Ivy push her

Within seconds, a crowd gathered around Ivy.

At her feet knelt Nora, tears streaming down her face as she desperately apologized.

Ivy looked down at her half-sister, who was putting on the perfect performance of a helpless victim, and couldn’t help but admire the act.

No wonder she always got away with everything, Ivy thought bitterly. While Nora played the innocent damsel, I was always made the villain.

"Nora, what happened? Why are you on the floor?" Polly and Olivia rushed over, helping her to her feet.

But Nora ignored them and looked only at Ivy, her eyes red with tears.

"Ivy, please forgive me," she pleaded. "I didn’t mean to spill the juice on your expensive dress. It was an accident. I swear I didn’t do it on purpose."

Only Ivy knew the truth.

Nora had deliberately stumbled, splashed juice onto Ivy, and thrown herself to the ground, all to create this very scene.

Hearing Nora’s explanation, Polly immediately rounded on Ivy.

"Ivy, what is wrong with you?" she demanded. "She already admitted it was an accident. Why would you push her?"

Olivia’s patience snapped as she stepped forward.

"And what expensive dress is she talking about?" she scoffed loudly. "Don’t tell me this is another gift from your sugar daddy."

Her accusation drew gasps from several people nearby.

"Olivia, what are you talking about?" Kate asked in disbelief.

"I’m telling the truth," Olivia replied without hesitation. "The designer clothes, the luxurious lifestyle, even that modeling job with Kevin—she didn’t earn any of it. She’s been getting everything from the wealthy man she’s involved with."

By then, Kevin had noticed the commotion and made his way through the crowd. He stopped just in time to hear Olivia’s accusation.

His gaze instinctively shifted to Ivy.

She remained remarkably calm, even as Nora and her friends tried to paint her as the villain.

Olivia folded her arms and smirked.

"What happened, Ivy?" she taunted. "Why are you so quiet now? Yesterday, you refused to let Nora pay for your shopping because someone else was already buying everything for you. Isn’t that right?"

The room fell silent as countless pairs of eyes turned toward Ivy, waiting for her response.

For a few moments, Ivy said nothing.

She simply looked at Nora, then at Olivia and Polly, her expression so calm that it unsettled them more than any outburst could have.

Finally, she let out a quiet sigh.

"Are you all finished?"

The simple question caught everyone off guard.

Olivia frowned. "Don’t try to change the subject."

"I’m not," Ivy replied evenly. "I’m just waiting for everyone to finish speaking before I do."

She lowered her gaze to the front of her dress, where a faint stain from the spilled juice was still visible.

Then she looked back at Nora.

"You said you accidentally spilled juice on me."

Nora nodded immediately. "Yes. I lost my balance."

"And I pushed you?"

Another hesitant nod. "You were upset... and I fell."

Ivy tilted her head slightly.

"Interesting."

Her composure made Nora’s heartbeat quicken.

"If I really pushed you, why didn’t anyone see it happen?" Ivy asked, turning to the growing crowd. "There are dozens of people here. Surely someone witnessed me putting my hands on her."

An awkward silence spread through the room.

The guests glanced at one another but no one spoke.

No one had actually seen Ivy shove Nora.

Polly quickly stepped in.

"We didn’t see it because everyone was talking! That doesn’t prove you didn’t do it."

"It also doesn’t prove that I did," Ivy answered without raising her voice.

Olivia scoffed. "Then what about the sugar daddy? Are you denying that too?"

Ivy’s eyes settled on Olivia.

"That’s a serious accusation."

"So deny it."

"I don’t owe you an explanation about my private life."

The response only fueled Olivia’s anger.

"See? She can’t even answer."

Kevin, who had been silent until now, finally stepped forward.

"That’s enough."

His firm voice cut through the whispers.

"I’ve worked with Ivy professionally, and I’ve never seen her behave in the way you’re describing. If you’re going to accuse someone of something this serious, you should have evidence instead of gossip."

Several people in the crowd nodded quietly.

Why isn’t this working? she thought. The old Ivy would have panicked by now.

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