novelxo Chapter 83
Watching the two greasy, sleazy men before her, Naomi couldn't fathom the plight any girl would face if caught in their clutches. She asserted to the police officer, "We demand a thorough investigation!"
At her words, the men's faces drained of color. Their bruises and scrapes became even more pronounced, giving them a ghastly appearance. Though they had a modicum of renown, they were nothing compared to the Garcia family, mere ants in comparison. How could they possibly contend? Exchanging a look, they gritted their teeth, deciding to go down with the ship, hoping for a stroke of luck. "We're just guys who had a bit too much to drink. How could we resist temptation? We made a mistake. For the sake of everyone's reputation, we hope you can show leniency."
Naomi's eyes widened, her voice rising sharply. "Temptation? Are you insinuating my daughter seduced the three of you?"
The men nodded reluctantly. "Yes, it was Ms. Lloyd's idea. We wouldn't dare otherwise!"
In their desperation to save their own skins, they cast the vilest of accusations on Sylvia. No apologies, only spreading rumors about a woman. As if echoing their vile claim in the private room, they suggested the fault of rape lies with the woman!
Naomi was livid. She had never let Sylvia suffer any indignity in her life. After the incident with Julian, she had been so distraught she fell ill for three days, keeping it all from Sylvia.
And now, these two dared to tarnish her daughter's name! After walking on eggshells within the Garcia family for so many years, she couldn't stand another second of it!
She was about to retort when Bridget, lounging on the sofa, interrupted her lightly.
"Naomi, think about Sylvia. She's now blind. Do you really want her to lose her reputation as well?"
"You..." Naomi bit her lip.
Bridget, confident in her status as Rupert's fiancée, had never shown Naomi any respect. Now, she was cruelly targeting the mother's deepest wounds.
How could Naomi ignore her daughter's reputation?
Naomi looked helplessly at the indifferent Rupert. "Rupert, you..."
Rupert said nothing and calmly poured himself coffee from the pot on the coffee table.
Seeing this, Naomi's face grew even paler, convinced Rupert was siding with Bridget. What chance did she have?
Meanwhile, Sylvia remained silent behind her, her gaze downcast.
Rupert's indifference seemed to
embolden Bridget, who turned to the
officer Officer, it seems you've come for nothing. This is merely a... private matter between Sylvia and these men."
Bridget glanced at Sylvia,
emphasizing private' in a way that insinuated more than met the eye.
Regardless of Sylvia's innocence
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Bridget's framing painted her promiscuous - someone who would be ostracized from the Garcias and abandoned by Rupert.
Just as Bridget smirked in triumph, Sylvia looked up in her direction, her expression peculiar.
She said coldly, "Bridget, you left the VIP room early. How come you're so certain about what happened there? It seems you're quite convinced their version is the truth?"
Caught off guard, Bridget stared into Sylvia's eyes, feeling a sudden tightness in her chest. Could Sylvia actually see?
After a moment, Bridget replied
defensively, "Sylvia, I know you're
upset
trying to being blind, and I'm just
trying to help. You're not content with second place in the
competition, so you
resorting to
this to climb higher. But for the sake of your reputation, let's not make a scene."
In the end, Bridget twisted the narrative to fault Sylvia.
Without rushing to rebut, Sylvia adjusted Naomi's shoulder and turned slightly to face the two men, her empty gaze fixed on them.
"With Ms. Simpson speaking on your behalf, I assume you share her view?"
The two men were well aware of Bridget's identity as Rupert's future wife. With her backing, what did they have to fear?
Both of them straightened up, saying, "Sylvia, you should listen to Ms. Simpson. Don't make a scene, it's not good for you. We just had a bit too much to drink; it's really no big deal."