Chapter 1482

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The surrounding guests still had their eyes glued to Lorelei, huddling together and whispering with mocking smiles.

So what if she married into the Houston family?

Who didn’t know exactly how she secured the title of Mrs. Houston?

Married for years, yet the number of times they had been seen together in public could be counted on one hand.

If they were in her shoes, they would never have the nerve to attend a gala like this.

Listening to the crowd’s whispers, Lorelei’s knuckles turned white as she gripped

her purse.

A few seconds later.

She stepped forward, walking directly toward Lexi and her clique.

“What do you want?”

The girl who had been speaking had short hair. She stared at Lorelei with a haughty, arrogant expression.

“Do you know why your family sent you instead of your parents?” Lorelei tilted her head up, a flawless, radiant smile blooming on her delicate face. “It’s because your mother was caught in bed sleeping with her personal trainer. Your dad beat her black and blue, and she’s currently recovering in the hospital. Obviously, she couldn’t make it.”

“W-What kind of garbage are you making up?”

The short-haired girl never expected her family’s dirty laundry to be aired out in public like this. She paled in absolute panic and immediately denied it. “That never happened! Lorelei, you dare slander my mother?”

“Eclara City Hospital.”

Lorelei met her gaze calmly, speaking with a slow, deliberate cadence. “Would you like me to announce the exact room number so the reporters can go verify it?”

The short-haired girl snapped her mouth shut instantly, not daring to provoke Lorelei any further.

“And

you…” Lorelei’s

gaze shifted to the long-haired girl on the right, flashing

another bright smile. “You just said I’m practically a discarded wife with no right to attend a golden anniversary.”

“Does being some rich guy’s mistress give you the right?”

A rich guy’s mistress?

That was a massive piece of gossip. The surrounding guests immediately buzzed with excited murmurs.

The long-haired girl came from a family with some money, but compared to the others in this circle, they were strictly lower-tier.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have stooped to being Lexi’s lapdog.

“Lorelei, what did you just say?” The long-haired girl’s face drained of color as she demanded coldly.

“I said, you’re a rich man’s mistress.”

Lorelei was unhurried as she spoke again. wonder if the wealthy- gentleman’s actual wife is here tonight? Given the occasion imagine she is.”

“Should I call her over so you two can have a little face-to-face chat?”

The long-haired girl froze in place, her face chalk-white with sheer terror.

That wealthy man had indeed brought his wife tonight.

If his wife found out, she would absolutely tear her apart.

“Lorelei, I’ll remember this.” The long-haired girl bit her lip hard, spun around on her heels, and stormed off furiously.

“Everyone else will remember you too.” Lorelei delivered a merciless final blow: “Miss Mistress.”

After she left.

Lorelei’s gaze swept over the other girls who had been gossiping a moment ago. They exchanged panicked glances and guiltily ducked their heads.

Lorelei stayed locked up in her house all day-how on earth did she dig up all this dirt?

Terrified that she might expose some shocking scandal about them next, they all kept their mouths firmly shut.

“As for whether or not I’m getting a divorce, why don’t you call Harold and ask him yourself?”

Lorelei circled back, her gaze landing squarely on Lexi’s face, deciding to scorch the earth completely. “Oh,

that’s right. He got so annoyed by

your big mouth that he blocked your number and your messaging app: Guess you can’t ask him.”

“Lorelei, what are you so smug about?”

Lexi balled her fists and took a step forward, glaring fiercely, refusing to back down.

“What? Do you want me to list out your mother’s glorious achievements next?”

A faint smirk played on Lorelei’s lips, but her tone was ice-cold and authoritative. “You wouldn’t dare. Dad wouldn’t let you get away with it,” Lexi spat, entirely unafraid.

“Even if he doesn’t let me get away with it, so what?” Lorelei’s smile

deepened. “He might dare touch me,

but

does he dare touch someone. from the Houston family?”

Lexi froze.

It was true.

No matter how out of favor Lorelei was, she still held the title of Mrs. Houston.

Even her father had to treat her with absolute courtesy.

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