Ann Vaughn paused at the table, holding a tablet and seriously researching what decorations to buy for the house, "Isn’t Cian spending it with Grandpa and The Hawthorne Family?"
Uncle Dexter shook his head slightly, "The old lady passed away during the Spring Festival that year, and since then, the old man has never celebrated it again. The young master even less so, as you know how Wanda Chamberlain treated the young master back then.
"If she had shown so kindness and tolerance towards the young master for his mother’s sake, he wouldn’t have developed such a cold and indifferent personality... Fortunately, you and the little master are here this year."
At the ntion of Wanda Chamberlain, Ann Vaughn felt a deep-seated disgust.
Just thinking about how Cyrus Hawthorne was almost poisoned by her when he was young, the anger in her heart was hard to dissipate.
On the flip side, knowing that Wanda Chamberlain is now serving a life sentence in Imperial Capital Prison and cannot set foot outside that cage again, nor harm anyone else, Ann felt a bit relieved.
"Don’t worry, Uncle Dexter." Ann Vaughn looked at the product catalog on the tablet, her gaze warm, "Cian now has Kenny and , he won’t be lonely anymore."
Uncle Dexter nodded with satisfaction and went down with the shopping list.
After choosing a large pile of items to decorate the house, Ann Vaughn carried the tablet upstairs, intending to ask Kenny if there was anything he wanted to purchase but found him asleep.
Ann Vaughn then returned to her own room and began pondering what New Year gifts to give Cyrus Hawthorne and Kenny.
And Susie Somrs, Sherry, her uncle and big brother, and even Wilder Sheridan, the naughty kid... she couldn’t forget.
Just when Ann Vaughn was imrsed in the sweet dilemma of choosing gifts, her phone vibrated several tis.
Taking a mont to glance, she found that it was ssages from a group chat that a socialite had previously added her to.
In just a short while, there were already hundreds of ssages, which Ann Vaughn usually couldn’t be bothered to scroll through.
—If the subject of their discussion wasn’t her.
[Big news, big news! Sisters, co out, what I’m about to say will absolutely shock you!]
[Who were those spreading the false rumors about Mr. Hawthorne getting back together with that slut Ann Vaughn, and doting on her? Made really think my dream guy could be so easily seduced by a disgusting woman, boohoo~]
[Alright, look at these pictures!]
Below the ssage were several photos, and the man in them was clearly Cyrus Hawthorne, accompanied by a very discreetly dressed figure. The silhouette looked like a woman, but it was taken too blurrily to identify who it was.
Ann Vaughn furrowed her brows and dragged down the ssages, reading them one by one.
[I investigated the hospital’s layout, and the spot where Dream Guy was standing was right next to the obstetrics and gynecology departnt, proving that Dream Guy and this woman ca from that area, they even have a child together, sisters, deeply ponder this!]
[Also, I saw with my own eyes Dream Guy and this woman enter the elevator together, if it wasn’t for sothing, with Dream Guy’s aura that keeps others a thousand miles away, how could another woman be allowed within a ter of him!]
[To sum up, although I’m unwilling to admit that my dream guy was taken by another woman, as long as it’s not Ann Vaughn, that clinger, I’m fine with them being together! Heehee!]
They probably hadn’t noticed that Ann Vaughn was also in the group, as they jumped at the chance to mock her right after summing up.
Saying she wasn’t good enough for Cyrus Hawthorne, mocking her as a toad wanting to eat swan at, even cursing her to soon be exposed as a fake and kicked out by Cyrus Hawthorne were prevalent.
Ann Vaughn: "..."
In her previous life, was she a pea, shooting dead this bunch of zombies or sothing??
At this mont, a few ssages suddenly interrupted those won’s discussions.
They were sent by a socialite Ann Vaughn knew.
[You’re going to be disappointed, Mr. Hawthorne has quite good taste.]
[Who knows if the photos are real, but your brains clearly have issues. Why the rush to discharge before you’re healed?]
[As for the jade-like face cream you asked to bring back from abroad, just forget it, the jar is too small, even a day’s application can’t cover your faces.]
[It’s not shaful to admire a man, but to get his attention by saring and belittling the woman beside him, who do you think you are?]
These sharp-tongued, non-vulgar ssages erged one after another, silencing the group, even the most lively "source" fell silent.
It took a while before soone squeezed out a line: Nina, who is truly your good sister? You can’t be sucking up just because that woman is now Mrs. Hawthorne, right?! She can’t even see it!
Seeing this, Ann Vaughn raised an eyebrow, typed a line, and sent it out.
[Always compete with like-minded ones, never argue with fools.]
Nina’s ssage ca out at the sa ti as hers: Brilliant , how did I end up knowing you bunch of char siu? Leaving.
After sending that ssage, Nina’s departure from the chat notification popped up on the screen.
They were dumbfounded, and the group remained silent for a long ti.
Ann Vaughn found it quite boring and opted out of the chat.
Returning to the main interface, Ann Vaughn saw an apology ssage from Nina.
She had initially added Ann to the group, hoping she could integrate into their circle, but things went awry.
Ann Vaughn and Nina had not deeply interacted before, they knew each other because Nina often brought her family to the Vaughn Clinic for checkups.
A girl like that, both filial and patient, naturally left a deep impression on Ann Vaughn.
Ann Vaughn told her not to worry, as she hadn’t taken it to heart.
But just because she hadn’t taken it to heart didn’t an those won wouldn’t.
Before long, Susie Somrs sent her so WeChat Monts screenshots.
Those won had deliberately deleted so chats that might harm their image and posted screenshots of recent dialogues to Monts, playing the victim of free speech.
Ann Vaughn casually glanced at what Susie had previously texted her, and suddenly had a flash of insight.
Little Rose: You’re saying the friend who’s being cheated on, were you referring to !
n Are All Big Pigs: Oh, you only just realized? I’ve been hinting at you so much, the grief I’ve suffered while you were recovering, I was afraid of agitating you, it’s been unbearable these days!
Little Rose: ...Because of what?
n Are All Big Pigs: Back at the hotel, I accidentally saw Cyrus Hawthorne and a woman exiting the elevator. I worried it was just my imagination, so I had soone retrieve the security footage for investigation and discovered footage of them leaving the room.
n Are All Big Pigs: Sis, listen to my advice, while you have the evidence, file a lawsuit, take him for half his wealth! Let him regret it forever!
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