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Chapter 750: 750. Suffer from one’s own actions_1
Daisy Thompson was already panicking, and at the woman's words, she instantly beclike a cat whose tail
had been stepped on, screeching:
"What nonsense are you talking about? Sophia was feeling unwell and left the estate early. Stop trying to pin this
on her with your wild accusations."
This eager defense of Sophia Green contrasted sharply with her previous, ugly eagerness to see her own son
humiliated, deepening the contempt felt by those who knew her identity.
They all inwardly cursed her as a cheap woman.
The more they despised Daisy Thompson for her shameless behavior, the less they wanted to let her off easy.
What now?
When you were harming others before, you wished the whole world was watching, and now that you've gotten
your just deserts, you don’t want it to be known?
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Where in the world is there such a good deal?
"Since it’s not Miss Green, why should Mrs. Green care so much? You have your moral bottom line, if you don’t
want to watch others’ scandals, then just leave. We are different, we're naturally drawn to the excitement and
love to follow the gossip, especially those shameless, ‘go for wool and chshorn’ type of affairs, those |
love to watch even more."
The woman who spoke turned to the lady who had first spoken, smiling and saying, "Right, Mrs. Lee?"
"Yes! A cheap person is a cheap person, no matter how much they dress in jewels and ornaments, they can’t
look expensive."
Their gazes toward Daisy Thompson were filled with disdain, and though they hadn't explicitly stated that the
woman inside was Sophia Green, the looks on their faces and the way they looked at Daisy Thompson said it all.
Watching the two women sing in tune, utterly dismissive of her and Sophia Green, Daisy knew they didn’t fear
Cam Green's connections at all.
She quickly recognized who these two women were.
Back when she was still Henry Jones's wife, she had sacquaintance with these two. They were part of
Boston's high society, and indeed both cfrom prominent backgrounds, with both their in-laws and their own
families being respected figures in Boston.
Therefore, they felt no burden on their conscience when ridiculing her.
And because Daisy Thompson realized who these two were, she naturally knew that they must have recognized
her as the former Mrs. Jones.
If she provoked them, it was very likely that her past affair with Cam Green would be exposed.
Now, utterly alone, she couldn't afford to put herself in a vulnerable position again.
With that in mind, her attitude softened somewhat, and she smiled:
"| just feel that this is someone else’s private matter. We should be more compassionate. Maybe the couple
inside are husband and wife, or boyfriend and girlfriend. Carried away by their emotions, it’s inevitable they
might becintimate. | think we don’t need to..."
Before Daisy Thompson could finish her insincere speech, Mrs. Lee raised her hand and cut her off.
"When you thought it was Mrs. Jones earlier, you didn’t seem to care about decorum at all, shouting loudly to call
everyone over. Before even entering the room, you were at the door, persuading President Jones. You haven't
forgotten what you said just now to President Jones, have you?"
Daisy Thompson: "..."
She never expected Mrs. Lee, that cheap woman, to be like a dog with a bone, relentless.
She had originally wanted to muddle through the situation, getting Sophia out first, but why was this cheap
woman so fixated on not letting her go?
"Mrs. Green isn’t saying anything; seems like she doesn’t remember. I'm someone who loves helping others.
Shall I help jog your memory?"
Although Mrs. Lee seemed to be asking for Daisy Thompson's consent, before Daisy could refuse, she went on:
"You were saying, after all, she’s President Jones's wife, this..."