Chapter 1795
The crowd admonished Waverly at that moment, so furious that they wanted to throw eggs at her.
Charmine glared at Waverly and snapped, "What else do you have to say, Tiffany Jordan?"
Everyone scrutinized Waverly in the process, and upon hearing what they had said about her, she turned pale and was rooted on the spot.
D*mn that b*tch. She just had to make things difficult for her!
No...
She was not Tiffany Jordan! She must not admit that she was Tiffany Jordan!
She wanted to explain herself but found herself unable to utter a word in her defense as she noticed just how disgusted everyone seemed, uttering reproachful words about her as they did.
She became everyone's target at that moment.
Meanwhile, Max and Fredrick rushed in quickly. Max removed his suit and draped it over Waverly's body, hugging her sympathetically as he did.
Fredrick, on the other hand, shielded Waverly from everyone else and scowled at those who ridiculed her. "The things that Waverly did in the past have been sorted out, and she's now a D'Cruz! I’m her father, and none of you have the right to speak to her in such a manner!"
Everyone instantly clammed up upon recalling Fredrick’s status. Even if they wanted to continue their gossip, they talked softly or kept it to themselves.
Fredrick looked at Waverly and said, "Waverly, let's go!"
Max, with his arms still around her, helped her up and through the crowd.
Waverly wanted nothing more than to kill Charmine then and there, but she had been exposed, placed on the spot.
Charmine spoke with a solemn voice while her face remained calm and nonchalant. She showed no hint of pain as if she had grown used to this.
Anthony, who stood by her side, held her hand tightly.
He cursed himself as guilt and remorse loomed in his mind.
How he wished he could show up in her life earlier!
The Jordans below the stage seemed visibly guilt-ridden and regretful as well.
They owed it to Charmine too much, so much that they would never be able to make it up to her.
Charmine's red lips curled into a small smile as she said to the crowd, " Yes, I had been trapped back then: I was impregnated and gave birth to a dead baby. However, I was the victim, and I was innocent from the start! The assailed victim is innocent, so why can't I deserve happiness? I didn't do anything wrong, so why did I have to endure the consequences? Every woman should deserve the right to be happy!" Her voice was clear and proud.
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