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“I’m really relieved I’m not on your bad side,” Isabella commented softly.
“Why do you say that?” Andrew asked.
“If I were against you, I probably wouldn’t even realize how I met my end,” Isabella murmured.
Andrew laughed softly, his tone becoming tender.
“I’d make sure your enemies wouldn’t know how they met their end.”
The waiter knocked before entering the private box.
A considerable amount of time passed, and the waiter had not reappeared, causing Isabella to grow anxious.
“Don’t worry,” Andrew said, soothing her concerns.
“They wouldn’t dare harm him in such a public setting.”
As predicted, the waiter soon left the box.
Andrew then received and viewed a video sent by the waiter.
The video, captured by a pinhole camera on the waiter’s chest, showed Sonya sitting at the table.
The person opposite her was completely obscured, their identity hidden.
Noticing the excessive clothing, the waiter pretended to trip, spilling food on the person’s outfit.
The waiter, sounding distressed, said, “I’m sorry. Let me handle the dry cleaning for you.”
“No need,” came the reply, the voice distorted by a modifier to mask any identifiable characteristics.
“I’m really sorry, sir. Maybe I can get your contact details to send you the dry cleaning cost?” the waiter suggested remorsefully.
“That’s not necessary. Leave,” the man responded coldly, prompting the waiter to exit.
“They’re taking extreme precautions,” Andrew said, his eyes glued to the screen.
Isabella stroked her chin, deep in thought.
“Well, well, who do we have here? It’s two disgusting lovebirds!” This exclamation broke their focus on the footage.
Isabella recognized the voice without needing to look.
The comment also attracted the attention of others in the area, who started glancing toward Andrew and Isabella.
Isabella replied calmly, “I didn’t expect to hear such crude language in a place like this.”
“I might be crude, but I’m not as shameless as you two!” Patty retorted, arms folded and radiating disdain.
“You two had an affair behind my cousin’s back and still dare to show your faces in public. Aren’t you worried about public condemnation?”
“Why should we feel worried when we did nothing wrong?” Isabella responded coldly.
“Utterly shameless!” Patty exclaimed.
“Aswil doesn’t welcome people like you. Leave our country now!” She raised her voice, hoping to rally the crowd against Isabella and Andrew.
Her gaze swept across the onlookers, seeking their support.
In fact, she intended to confront Andrew privately later.
If he could lift the ban on her family’s business in Lorpond, she would help him suppress the public outcry.
Then, Andrew and Isabella could resume their contented lives together.
As for her cousin, Patty couldn’t care less.
She had instigated this scandal solely for personal gain, not out of concern for Savannah.
Patty’s indifference toward Savannah stemmed from the latter’s family’s ruthlessness toward hers.
However, Patty quickly realized that nobody seemed outraged, even though Isabella and Andrew had been criticized online.
And Patty also noticed that when people looked at her, their expressions seemed odd, knowing.
How could she not sense something was off?
What on earth was going on?
“Miss Hunt, if you’re here to defend your cousin, maybe you should get the full picture first,” someone said calmly.
Patty was stunned.
Didn’t she already know the whole story? It was Andrew and Isabella who had no shame!
“I know exactly what happened. When Andrew was with my cousin, Isabella seduced him! He left my cousin for her, and that’s why he ran away on the day of the engagement,” Patty shot back, brimming with righteous anger.
“These two have disrespected our royal family—they’re vile!”
Yet, despite her fiery outburst, the crowd seemed more speechless than supportive.
The travel blogger’s live stream had already caused quite a stir, and anyone following the matter knew the situation had taken a twist.
It was obvious that Patty hadn’t gotten wind of the most recent developments.
“Miss Hunt, you might want to check the news online,” the person who had spoken earlier suggested, now sounding a bit impatient.
Patty’s face darkened, the shift in the crowd’s reaction catching her completely off guard.
Something had changed, that much was clear, but what could have possibly flipped the script?
Frowning, she quickly pulled out her phone and typed in Andrew’s and Isabella’s names.
She found countless live stream recordings, and netizens tearing into Savannah.
“As a princess, how could she stoop so low? What would people from other countries think of us if they knew?”
“This is humiliating! I’m so ashamed. By the way, I heard the Hunt Group’s businesses in Lorpond have been pushed out. Could these two matters be connected? Will other countries take measures against our industries?”
“Shouldn’t Savannah apologize already?”
“I don’t know, but I feel like there’s more to this story. Would a princess really need to act this way?”
“It’s because she’s a princess that she would do something like that. Ordinary people have no means to manipulate Andrew.”
“How disgusting. I used to think Savannah was great. But now I see she was just pretending.”
“I’ve had enough. My foreign friends were mocking me today. Savannah’s behavior is making us all look bad.”
The comments just kept piling up.
All of them were aimed at tearing into Savannah.
Patty’s fingers started trembling—not out of sympathy for Savannah, but because she hadn’t expected the truth to be the complete opposite of what she’d thought.
She had been the one who leaked the whole thing to the gossip accounts, igniting the wave of criticism.
Panic surged through her at the thought—what would happen if Savannah ever found out that she was the one behind it all?

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