"Sophia, since you’re here, let’s wrap this up and go our separate ways. Don’t hang around any longer. Everyone’s heard about your little scandal and honestly, just seeing you makes me sick."
My expression hardened as I looked at the couple’s affectionate display, feeling a wave of nausea.
"You’d better not regret this."
Serena chuckled lightly.
"Sophia, the one who should be regretting is you. See that car? It’s a global limited edition. Even if you spent your life as someone’s mistress, you couldn’t afford it."
The crowd joined in the mockery.
"Exactly, Sophia. Serena is the daughter of the Sinclair Family from our city. What do you have to compare with her?"
"Do you actually think that being a gold-digger and whispering sweet nothings will get someone to stand up for you?"
"I think she’s just envious."
The crowd taunted me, each person adding their voice to the chorus.
Meanwhile, Zachary, basking in the crowd’s envious gazes, embraced Serena and got into the car.
They drove off, leaving me behind.
I looked at the license plate and sneered.
The Sinclair Family’s daughter? Since when did my dad have another daughter?