“What exactly happened?” Isabelle repeated contemptuously when she heard that. She didn’t bother looking at Gregory at first. Her gaze was locked on Tiffany, but her words were directed to her husband as she scoffed, “Why don’t you ask her?”

Tiffany, however, only widened her eyes in feigned innocence, tilting her head slightly as though confused.

“What do you mean?” she asked, her tone light, as if she genuinely couldn’t imagine what Isabelle was implying.

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