Reborn to Burn Them All novel Chapter 133

Chapter 133

“What the Maelis froze for a moment, then immediately jerked her hand away and backed several steps from Rose, putting as much distance between. them as possible.

Someone in the crowd gasped.

Dorian reacted the fastest, his eyes widening in shock. “Wait, she’s pregnant? No way… it can’t be Evander’s, right?”

Maelis was at a complete loss for words. The onlookers exchanged awkward glances, the air thick with stunned silence.

Sophia’s eye twitched as she stared at the rebellious lock of hair sticking up from Dorian’s head, exasperated. “Of course not,” she said.

Dorian clutched his chest dramatically. “Oh thank god! You scared me half to death!”

The onlookers, eager for gossip, finally breathed a sigh of relief, but then confusion set in. Rose had no boyfrierid, no fiancé, and wasn’t married. All eyes turned to Sophia, burning with curiosity, silently begging her to spill more tea.

After Sophia finished speaking, Rose instinctively clutched her stomach–a move she instantly regretted. “Don’t… don’t make things up,” she snapped, her face pale as she glared at Sophia, her voice trembling with barely concealed fury. “Sophia, you’re ruining my reputation.”

Sophia smirked and lowered her voice. “Reputation? Don’t make me laugh?”

Rose’s lips trembled.

Sophia sneered, “That so–called reputation of yours went out the window the moment you got involved with your family’s adopted son.”

Maelis gasped in shock, “What?”

The onlookers were stunned because the Moore family had adopted only one man, and he was actually Rose’s elder.

Dorian’s thought process was as unconventional as ever, always coming from a different angle. “So that’s it. She’s pregnant with this secret child and wants to marry Evander? She’s totally trying to make Evander look like a sucker.”

The onlookers were left speechless once more.

Maelis looked at her in utter disbelief. “Rose, I never thought you’d stoop this low. You actually planned to marry Evander and make him raise your secret

love child?”

Facing the hostile gazes from the crowd, Rose was at a loss for words.

Just then, the female elder snapped, “Sophia, what proof do you have for what you’re saying? If you have no evidence, stop making things up. How dare you’ruin someone’s reputation with just a few words? You’re so malicious.”

Everyone said Sophia was uncanny, but those who hadn’t experienced it firsthand dismissed it as an exaggeration. Rose thought so, and so did this elder

woman.

Maelis scoffed, “Look at her. That’s guilt written all over her face.”

Dorian chimed in, “Exactly. The proof’s literally in her belly. Want evidence? Just take her for a pregnancy test–problem solved.”

The woman, in her most self–righteous tone, snapped, “Whether she’s pregnant or not is her own business. Isn’t ruining one person enough for you, Sophia? Now you want to drag someone who isn’t even here into this mess? And you two, stop making things worse.”

Sophia’s eyes turned icy with impatience. “Mrs. Harris, you’re putting on quite the performance. Are you trying to let everyone know your son isn’t actually your husband’s?”

Cathy, who had just been accusing others, suddenly went deathly pale. She stared at Sophia in sheer terror, her mouth opening and closing soundlessly,

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as if someone had a hand around her throat.

“Whoa, fresh teal” The crowd buzzed with excitement, quietly shuffling closer until they’d formed a tight circle around Sophia, all eyes locked on ter

Dorian’s eyes sparkled with excitement as he leaned in closer to Sophia. “Sophia, what’s really going on here? Are you saying her son is her husband $2. Did she actually cheat on him or something?”

Maelis cocked her head, looking skeptical. “Hold on, her kid’s the spitting image of her husband. If it’s not his, then whose is it?”

The onlookers exchanged glances.

Cathy’s face went deathly pale, her whole body trembling violently. Fine beads of cold sweat broke out on her forehead and streamed down her cheeks. ‘What have I done? I never should have provoked Sophia,‘ she thought, regret and terror gripping her.

She stared at Sophia, whose half–smile looked more like the grin of a devil. Cathy’s face contorted in terror, her legs nearly giving out as she stammered, “Sophia, don’t…” If this got out, her life would be ruined.

Sophia’s smile faded as she fixed Cathy with an icy, unflinching stare, completely unmoved,

Dorian snorted coldly, “Scared now? Should’ve thought of that sooner.”

Maelis scoffed, “Look who’s talking. You’ve got your own skeletons in the closet, yet you’re trying to play the righteous savior for others.”

Cathy buried her face in her hands, her legs giving way as she collapsed to her knees on the floor.

Just then, a middle–aged man in his early fifties pushed through the crowd. “Cathy, what happened?” he asked, his face full of concern.

The moment Cathy spotted him, it was as if she’d found her lifeline. With her support now present, she snapped back to her senses, desperately clutching his sleeve and pointing at Sophia. “Honey,” she cried, “She’s spreading lies, fabricating rumors, and tarnishing my reputation.”

Bryan’s face darkened instantly. “Young lady,” he said sternly, “your age is no excuse for this behavior. Whose child are you? I’ll be speaking with your parents about this.”

‘Ugh, that condescending elder act again,‘ Sophia thought, her stomach churning with disgust.

Cathy suddenly grew bolder, pointed at Sophia, and declared, “She’s Sophia.”

Helping Cathy to her feet, Bryan turned to Frank and Megan with forced politeness. “Mr. Snow, my apologies. My wife isn’t feeling well, so we’ll be taking our leave now.”

As Bryan and Cathy were about to leave, all eyes turned to Sophia. Being left hanging mid–gossip like this was downright unbearable.

Frank and Megan had hoped to see the drama play out, so when the key players got up to leave, they were visibly disappointed. Still, they managed polite, apologetic smiles and said, “Sorry we couldn’t be better hosts.”

Dorian grew impatient at missing out on the juicy details. “Sophia…” he called, hastily pulling out his phone to transfer her some money. When the payment notification chimed, Sophia turned to look at him.

Dorian scratched his head with a sheepish grin. “Tea money.”