NovelEnglishChapter 37
Sylvia's composure took everyone by surprise.
This once timid and overlooked member of the Garcia family no longer spoke with her head bowed low. She
stood on stage, claiming her space, her gaze clear and unwavering. It swept over Rupert's indifferent and
dangerous face without a hint of retreat. As the situation took a sharp turn, all eyes were on Vincent and Bridget.
Vincent, feeling uncertain, instinctively looked towards Bridget for guidance. Bridget frowned slightly and shot
him a look.
Vincent spoke up, his voice loud and defensive, "Ms. Lloyd, just because | asked you a few questions, doesn't
mean you can slander Ms. Simpson and me, right?"
Eyes reddened, Bridget said, "Sylvia, | know you're upset that the school fought for a spot forin the
competition. | just wanted an apology. I've already talked to the police about settling this matter. If you insist on
making a scene, then I'll step down. Please, let's not cause any more trouble for the Garcia family and Rupert."
Retreating to advance was Bridget's most common tactic, her pretty, gentle face often invoking a protective
instinct in others.
People around nodded approvingly towards Bridget, who then leaned slightly towards Rupert, her voice filled
with feigned distress, "Rupert, please don't mind this. I think Sylvia is just too eager to surpass me."
Hearing this, Rupert looked at Sylvia with an expressionless face.
Sylvia, used to his indifference, simply stared back blandly, stepping forward and asking, "So, Vincent, you and
Ms. Simpson don't know each other at all, haven't even met?"
Vincent confidently replied, "Of course. If | had met someone as beautiful and elegant as Ms. Simpson, | would
never forget."
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Bridget pretended to ponder for a moment before carefully saying, "We have never met, we are complete
strangers."
Just as her words fell, Naomi, who was usually timid, burst forth in defense of Sylvia.
"Nonsense! You two have been conspiring in secret. All those online reports accusing my daughter of slandering
Bridget were your doing."
Bridget gasped, and then choked up, "Mrs. Naomi Garcia, even if you want to save your daughter, you can't just
make baseless accusations. How will you face everyone in the Garcias after this?"
Naomi glared at Bridget, her disdain clear, not expecting the latter would make sarcastic remarks on her holding
no place in the Garcia family. She didn't waste words, pulling out a flash drive from her bag.
"Bridget, you say you don't know this reporter, huh? Then how cthe two of you spent an hour in the VIP
room of a luxury boutique? Every tthis reporter appears, negative reports about you flood the intewithin
a day. Oh, and those accounts that were harassing you? | reported every single one, and they admitted they
were paid by this reporter. Doesn't that strike you as odd?"
"W-What?"
Bridget froze, her face pale visibly.
She reached for the, flash drive ih!
Neomi hand; Sut Sylvia was quicker.
Without giving anyone tto react,
Sylvia played the surveillance footage
on the screen. It clearly showed the
two entering the luxur boutigye's
VIP ses ging as if
they had accomplished sgoal
before parting ways with smiles.
Sylvia looked at Vincent mockingly,
"Vincent, this is where you went
wrong. Are you saying you don't
recognize Ms. Simpson because
she's not beautiful or elegant enough
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Vincent's body stiffened, and glib as he was, he stuttered, unable to cup with a rebuttal.
The footage was too clear, and since
Sylvia didn't play the audio, it implied
she was holding back - a warning,
that if he continued old, When the
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of the industry. Bridget,
understanding this as well, knew the
auwas like a sword hanging over
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