Sharon had always been a pampered princess. As she had never been so insulted before, her entire body was trembling with fury.

"Hold her down for me. I'm going to scratch that face of hers. Let's see how she can even try seducing Lance then."

Freya shrugged in exasperation. She practiced a motto of never going after other people if they let her be. However, those who did went after her would pay the price for it.

Sharon and her companions were like flies buzzing around her. They were really annoying.

Sharon's companions rushed over to pin Freya down, but before they could get close to her, she instantly kicked them in the stomach.

She then picked up a peach and started eating it as though that was just a warmup stretch.

Sharon did not expect Freya to be so bold as to attack her companions in public.

With no care given to her image, Sharon rushed toward Freya with sharp nails held high to scratch Freya's face with.

Freya sighed. She did not want to bother with these women, but they just insisted on provoking her. She did not have to hold back then.

When Sharon pounced, Freya curved a slender leg and struck Sharon with the bottom of her shoe.

Pfft!

Freya could not help but laugh out loud then.

She had not used a lot of force, but she ended up smashing Sharon's nose.

"Did you get cosmetic surgery?" Freya mockingly asked as she looked at Sharon.

Sharon swiftly pulled out a mirror. One glance had her howling. "You crazy woman! I'll kill you!"

She was about to charge at Freya again when Freya pointed to her chest.

"Friendly reminder that I will be hitting this spot next time," Freya casually said in a forceful then airy manner that made Sharon instantly stop in her tracks.

Her first reaction was to hug her own chest.

"I'm telling you, I am Lance's fiancée. If you lay a hand on me, Lance won't forgive you."

"Has Lance seen you act this way before?" Freya had a suggestive smirk on her face. "Why don't I call him over?"

"No. Please don't." Sharon was terrified.

She had always claimed that she was a natural beauty. Lance did not even like her to begin with. If he found out she had gotten cosmetic surgery, he would hate her even more.

"No? It seems like Lance had not seen you like this before." Freya let out a soft chuckle as she elegantly sipped on her juice while looking at Sharon like she was looking at a clown.

Sharon gritted her teeth in anger. She did not want Lance to see her in this state, but she could not bear to let Freya go unpunished either.

She did not dare do anything on her own, so she turned to instruct her friends.

"Call the police to arrest her. Say she's a thief."

"Sharon, what did she steal?" one of them asked.

Sharon ripped the necklace off that woman's neck and threw it to the ground before Freya. "She stole your belonging."

Freya glanced at the necklace and smiled. "Do you really think I care about imitation jewelry?'

"What are you saying? Counterfeit goods?"

Sharon turned to look at her friend. "Is she telling the truth?"

There was an extremely ugly look on the woman's face as she really did wear imitation jewelry.

Sharon was a woman who disliked interacting with the poor and loved hanging out with the rich. Thus, she only befriended wealthy people. This lady had to pretend to be rich so that she could mingle among the socialites. It had been so long, yet no one called her out on it.

She had not expected Freya to immediately expose her.

"Sharon, don't listen to her nonsense. This is the Mesmerizing Azure Aqua that was crafted by Julia, that famous designer. It's worth millions. How can it be fake?"

The friend kept lying as she was afraid of being embarrassed. Sharon knew nothing about jewelry anyway.

Mesmerizing Azure Blue?

Julia?

These women were really good at lying without batting an eyelid. Still, Freya had given them a way out, yet they refuse to take it and insisted on forcing her hand.

"You'll know once you get it appraised by a proper center. Of course, you can call the police. Still, don't say that I didn't warn you about doing that. After all, it's a crime to falsely accuse someone with planted evidence.

"According to Article 243 of the Criminal Law, if someone falsely accuses another with the intent to harm, they can be sentenced to three to ten years in prison. If any of you want to end up in jail, I'm more than willing to help you out."

Freya nonchalantly smiled.

Upon hearing that, the ladies turned stark white. They picked up the necklace and turned to look at Sharon with teary faces.

"Sharon, I don't want to go to jail."

"Me neither."

They only sucked up to Sharon out of a sense of vanity. They were not foolish enough to get themselves imprisoned just to please her.

Freya could not resist the disgust she felt upon seeing how shallow the ladies were.

They were two-faced and constantly backstabbing their so-called friends. Still, socialites were all the same who only cared about themselves.

When real trouble appeared, everyone tried to run faster than each other.

Sharon was seething with fury as she looked at her companions' teary faces.

However, she did not dare attack Freya as Freya seemed to be bad luck.

Just then, she heard someone screaming from the crowd.

"Quick! Lance is trending online!"

"Whoa! Lance is so hot, but who is that woman next to him?"

"She looks familiar. She must be a socialite."

"Wait. No, I remember this face. It's the Lawsons' daughter who is the CEO of Lawson Group and the wife to Bradley of Austin Corporation."

"Freya Lawson?"

"That's right. Her name is Freya."

When Sharon heard them chatter, she swiftly pulled out her phone to check the post for herself.

When she looked at the photo linked to the viral post then back up at Freya, her eyes went wide with disbelief.

"Are you Freya Lawson?"

Freya blinked and did not say a word as she pulled out her phone as well.

The photo was taken half an hour ago. It was of her and Lance talking in the hall. Lance could only be seen from the back while her face could be clearly seen.

It was the perfect angle that turned a normal conversation into an intimate chat.

Freya could not help but admire the photographer's skill. They were clearly skilled as the photo was even edited.

"Since you're Bradley's wife, does he know that you're seducing Lance at the party?"

Sharon immediately felt her confidence grow as she retorted with the same mocking tone as Freya's.

Bradley was naturally aware of what had happened. The moment he looked at the photo, his face had turned darked, and he was walking menacingly toward the main hall.

The darn woman is actually hanging out with Lance again.

Bradley was overwhelmed with jealousy. There was a crimson glare in his eyes as he walked faster.

Freya looked at Sharon with disdain and a cold smirk. "Since you recognize that it's me, then you should also know that the photo has been edited. I know how to edit photos, and it's so obviously faked."

"It doesn't matter if it has been edited. Bradley would be furious to see it, right?"

Sharon was very pleased and started looking around. Then, she spotted a tall figure heading their way in a murderous rage.

"Oh, your husband is here. We have a show now."

Freya slowly looked around and instantly found herself faced with a devilishly handsome face.