Chapter 296 Strip Off Her Clothes!

Chapter 296 Strip Off Her Clothes!

Get justice?

The biggest injustice she was suffering right now was the rumor Brielle had spread, and now Lancelot had brought her straight to a jewelry exhibition?

The Medici family had built their fortune on jewelry. Ruining their jewelry exhibition would be a direct provocation.

"There's no need, Mr. Clifford." Sophia still didn't want to affect the interests between the Clifford Group and the Medici Group because of herself. "This matter should be handled another way."

"Ms. Percy is scared? Whether you go or not, I'm going in today."

Lancelot smiled slightly and walked toward the entrance.

Sophia thought for less than three seconds before immediately following.

He was standing up for her. Declining twice showed consideration for the bigger picture. Continuing to decline would mean she deserved to be bullied.

The jewelry exhibition involved enormous interests, so security at the entrance was strict, absolutely requiring invitations before allowing entry.

But Lancelot's group—handsome men and beautiful women—just didn't have invitations.

The security had been trained and, uncertain of their identities, spoke politely. "Sir, if you don't have an invitation, please forgive us for not being able to let you in."

Lancelot nodded slightly, not making things difficult for them. "I'll make a call."

"That would be best, sir."

Sophia fell silent.

She caught up to Lancelot. "You came without even preparing?"

She'd finally built up her resolve. She was ready to slap faces, and now they couldn't even get through the door.

The first time you had momentum, the second time it weakened, the third time it was completely gone.

Sophia felt she'd already lost her fighting spirit.

Lancelot poked Sophia's forehead with his finger. "Wait here. I'll make arrangements."

Sophia had no objections. Having experienced this kind of thing many times, she could handle it calmly.

But she'd been standing there less than five minutes when something appeared that made her lose her composure.

Brielle wore a beautiful haute couture gown, carefully accessorized with jewelry. Already a person with presence, she now looked even more ethereal and refined.

But the moment she saw Sophia, she crashed back to earth.

"What are you doing here?"

One simple sentence displayed Brielle's displeasure with perfect clarity.

Especially the disgust in her eyes—she didn't hide it at all.

Last time they'd met, she'd still played pitiful. Now her true colors were showing?

Sophia's expression didn't really change. She even put on a formulaic smile.

"Is Ms. Medici surprised? I thought after you arranged all those little scenes, you wanted me to come find you."

She didn't want Lancelot to help her because she worried about the Clifford Group's interests being damaged.

But that didn't mean she'd swallow her anger when facing the instigator of the rumors.

Brielle's face showed a moment of unease, but it quickly turned into haughty arrogance.

"What are you to dare speak to me like this?"

Brielle looked Sophia up and down disdainfully. "With that seductive face, you've hooked so many men. Now you're running to a jewelry exhibition—what, did you drain enough money from the last man?"

Sophia's brows furrowed, but her voice was unhurried. "A perfectly good person—why do you have a mouth? The moment you open it, it reeks. No wonder your blind date failed."

"You!"

Brielle's sore spot was touched. Her expression nearly cracked. "What nonsense are you spouting? Believe it or not, I'll have you thrown out right now!"

"So Ms. Medici can only bully people with her power, not dare to be reasonable?"

Sophia's voice wasn't fast, but it left Brielle unable to interrupt. "That's understandable. After all, Ms. Medici has no reason at all. Taking direct action saves a bit of embarrassment."

Faced with Sophia's sharp tongue, Brielle retreated step by step, with no ability to counter.

Clear anger showed on her meticulously made-up face, but her mouth couldn't keep up.

Fortunately, her friend was fairly capable.

Luna stepped forward and spoke up. "Brielle, what's your status and what's hers? Arguing with her only diminishes your dignity. This kind of person should just be thrown out directly."

She gave a cold laugh. "She seduced your boyfriend before, and now she's running here. She must have been dumped and wants to hook another man. This kind of woman is filthy."

Her disgusted attitude was performed to the fullest.

Brielle clearly regained face from these words.

She raised her chin high again, appearing too disdainful to acknowledge Sophia, and signaled to the nearby security. "What are you standing around for? Throw this person out! Don't let her ruin the exhibition."

The Medici family was in the jewelry industry and highly regarded in socialite circles, so naturally Brielle was very popular in those circles.

Plus, homewreckers were their public enemy. People who noticed the situation immediately stood behind Brielle to speak up for her.

"So that's her, the one who stole Brielle's boyfriend? She doesn't look like much—just has a face."

"Without that pretty face, how would she dare openly steal men?"

"Right. Who knows how many men have had her? And she actually dares come to a place like this."

"Could she have hooked another guy to get in?"

"How's that possible? Look at her clothes—clearly not dressed for a party. Is she still at work in that outfit?"

"If she doesn't work, how would she have opportunities to steal other people's men?"

"..."

Waves of laughter surrounded them, all mocking Sophia.

Sophia felt her head spinning. It was difficult for one person to resist public malice.

And they were so unrestrained because they were certain she had no one backing her.

They were even more convinced that having ruined her reputation, even if she really did have someone supporting her, no one would stand up for her.

Sophia took a deep breath to steady herself.

She wasn't a naive girl fresh out of school. She'd witnessed countless ugliness. What was this?

"Ms. Medici."

She aimed her attack at Brielle. "The rumor that I stole a man originally came from your mouth, right? Then I want to know—tell me, who did I steal?"

Sophia narrowed her eyes, her gaze sharp as a blade. "And who is your boyfriend?"

Lancelot was Brielle's blind date—fair enough.

But boyfriend?

That could be exposed in seconds!

Brielle's expression became somewhat untenable, her eyes growing evasive.

Luna at her side immediately spoke. "What, still think he'll play hero and save you? Give up that dream. He was just bewitched by your beauty. He'll sleep with you and toss you aside. In the end, the one he'll marry is naturally a daughter of a good family like our Brielle."

"Really?" Sophia wasn't provoked by her words. Instead, she continued pressing. "If you're so confident, say his name. You don't dare because he's never acknowledged having Brielle as a girlfriend, right?"

Sophia's cool tone made people uneasy but completely enraged Brielle.

"Where's security? Hurry up and throw her out! This kind of person doesn't deserve to stand here!"

"If you don't act now, you can all quit!"

The security was paid by the Medici family. They immediately moved to escort Sophia out, which again triggered Brielle's displeasure.

"This kind of person doesn't deserve politeness! Strip her clothes off and throw her out so she'll never dare appear in front of me again!"