Chapter 884
The foul-smelling spit landed squarely on Victoria’s face that had always been meticulously
clean.
She froze.
It felt as though every drop of blood in her veins had turned to ice. Her body plunged into a frozen wasteland, her teeth chattering uncontrollably.
Yet what pierced her most was not the spit itself, but the eyes-those eyes filled with scorn and contempt, slicing through her like knives.
News traveled fast among competitors, especially when it involved someone as high-profile as Victoria. Small groups gathered in whispers, though their stares were anything but subtle. Each gaze stabbed into her flesh, leaving her raw and exposed.
The murmurs rose around her.
“Gosh! So she’s the illegitimate one? All this time, I thought she was the Kalen family’s legitimate daughter.”
“Illegitimate kids aren’t exactly rare these days, but one this flashy? That’s a first.”
“Exactly. Most keep their heads down, terrified of being looked down on. But her? She built a whole persona as the ‘number one socialite,’ flaunting herself in the public eye.”
“”Number one socialite’, my ass! Since when has a bastard child ever been called that?”
“And her mother? Shameless to the bone. Saved a man, then hid him away. Victoria’s fans keep saying Richard had amnesia, that her mom didn’t know he already had a family. Please. At that time, missing-person ads were everywhere-TV, radio, newspapers, online. Even on the wall outside my building! If I knew about it, how could her mother not?”
“I just searched the old reports. Richard was rotten to the core. Back then, he paraded around with Victoria’s mom every day. The media was flooded with pictures of the two dining together, traveling, and acting inseparable. But not a single photo with Shayla-his actual wife. Reporters even spun it, saying Richard’s marriage was a business deal with no love, while his true romance was with Victoria’s mom. Called them star-crossed lovers, tragically torn apart…”
“Sounds exactly like Carter and Kelly, doesn’t it? Everyone knew Carter was married, but no one knew to whom-not even her name. If Sharon hadn’t blown up at him later, the public would still be in the dark about Carter’s wife.”
“As expected, men are all the same. Black-hearted crows, every one of them.”
“Victoria’s life sure turned out lucky. Her mother traded her death to give Victoria a chance to
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leap classes, to rewrite her fate. But… pity Shayla and Sharon.”
“Mistresses are nailed to the pillar of shame forever. Let’s see how she keeps playing the flawless goddess now.”
Most people-nine out of ten-despised illegitimate children.
Because bastards had inheritance rights. Even with a will, countless parents played favorites, handing assets to their illegitimate kids. No one wanted to suddenly share their parents’ love- or their fortune-with an outsider.
And Victoria? She had grown up perfect. Identity, beauty, intellect, status-every aspect of her life inspired envy.
When had she ever suffered such humiliation?
Her teeth sank into her lip, her face as pale as paper. Her body swayed, threatening collapse. The girl who had never shown weakness before outsiders now felt her eyes burning red with unshed tears.
Then-
Smack!
A bottle came hurtling toward her.
The cap hadn’t been tightened. The liquid burst out, splattering across Victoria’s face and body in sticky rivulets.
For several seconds, her mind went blank, unable to process what had just happened. 1
