Chapter 92
Chapter 92
Gasps filled the air. Everyone was shocked by the marks on Bianca’s body. All men’s eyes couldn’t help but turn red. They were all attracted to her body.
Bianca finally realized what had happened. She felt a chill running down her spine. She couldn’t pull up her clothes to protect her body.
In her panic, her eyes darted across the crowd and landed on Finn. She was hoping that this man would come forward to
rescue her.
Finn met her gaze, but he pursed his lips and gave her an encouraging look, signaling her to be strong and walk out bravely on her own. Other than that, Finn made no further move.
Mason finally came back to his senses. He took off his suit jacket, wrapped Bianca in it, and shielded her as he quickly left.
Juliette stood on the stage. Dressed in white, she looked noble. She looked down at the chaotic scene below with a mocking smile. She even noticed Finn and Bianca exchanging glances. Was this their love?
When Bianca was shining like a bright star, he loved her. But when she was no longer like that, he stood aside and watched her suffer without doing anything.
Juliette thought, ‘Bianca, you deserve this. Bianca, I wish you the same every year.
“Mrs. Clarke, your sister plagiarized your work. Now, she’s exposed. How do you feel? Can you share it with us?
“Mrs. Clarke, do you feel sad that your sister, who grew up with you, treated you like this?”
Juliette glanced over the reporters. They all changed their attitudes. Before, they couldn’t wait to humiliate her with the worst words imaginable, but now their tone was full of flattery and ingratiation.
With a sneer, she said in a cold voice, “I’m happy.”
What?
Everyone was stunned.
Such a response seemed very impersonal. Did Juliette care nothing about what others thought of her?
“Shouldn’t I be happy? She stole my work for the competition and almost won first place… Oh, and that’s just something unimportant that happened today. She stole my talent, my life, and lived a good life in my place in the Vaughn family, even getting the perfume company the Vaughn family gave her. Now that her true colors have been exposed, shouldn’t I be happy?” Juliette’s sarcastic rhetorical question made everyone feel awkward.
Juliette’s sarcastic rhetorical question made everyone feel awkward.
A reporter immediately changed the subject. “Mrs. Clarke, you’ve come a long way from a young girl to the renowned perfumer Francis. You must have suffered a lot along the way, right? Now that everyone knows you as Francis. Could you say something to everyone as Francis?”
Juliette’s gaze passed over the reporters and landed on Finn in the seat.
Finn sat up straight. Feeling her gaze, he straightened his body even more. His eyes shone as he looked at her.
“I have nothing to say to everyone,” Juliette said. “But I do have something to say to Mr. Finn Montgomery.”
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There was another commotion around
Finn was her ex–fiancé. What did the want to say to her ex–fiancé in public?
Moreover, Patrick was also present!
The reporters reacted quickly, already using their cameras to capture the expressions of Patrick, Finn, and Juliette.
Then, all the reporters, in fact, everyone, including Finn himself, waited for Juliette’s next words.
In very short time, Finn had an idea.
Now that Juliette had proven that she was Francis, did she want him to return to her with this identity?
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He had to admit that Juliette was indeed strikingly elegant. Though plainly dressed, she looked cool and aloof. Yet he… had never noticed before.
If Juliette was willing to back down, perhaps… he could give her a chance. Francis‘ talent for fragrance, along with the strength of Vaughn, was worth a second chance.
“Mr. Finn, please stop leering at me. I’ve been Francis for a long time and I’ve been shining for a long time. You were blind to my brilliance before. You got engaged to me but chose my sister at last, so don’t disgust me with that look today.”
Juliette’s cold voice came from the microphone. The gentle look on Finn’s face almost cracked.
Juliette continued, “If I were single now, I could still bear your look, and I would feel relieved if I couldn’t bear to beat you up. But I have a husband now. My husband would be unhappy if you looked at me like this. If my husband is not happy, I want to beat you twice.”
Finn couldn’t control his expression any longer. His hands clenched into fists and hid behind the chair. Those cameras captured all his expressions.
Juliette’s words were undoubtedly a heavy hammer, hitting him hard in the face. How dare Juliette do this? How dare she!
Hearing Juliette’s words, Patrick was slightly startled, as if he did not expect her to say this. She looked cute when she said this playfully. Patrick smiled.
He had just stood up when Juliette left the stage. He walked past the reporters and extended a hand to him. Patrick reached out and held her hands tightly.
“Want to go home?” Patrick asked softly, his voice gentle and alluring.
“Yes,” Juliette nodded. “I’m tired.”
“Okay, let’s go home.” Patrick drew closer to her side, shielding her within his embrace, and walked out.
The reporters automatically parted to make way, watching them leave in each other’s arms. Surprisingly, no one dared to step forward and disturb them. They just captured the scene of them leaving in love.
The competition had been live–streamed from the start. Countless people had flocked to the livestream, especially after the plagiarism accusation.
[After this battle, Juliette is indeed tired. Fortunately, she has Mr. Clarke by her side at this time. For Juliette, I really want to cry.]
[On the wedding day, the entire Vaughn family accused Juliette, but Juliette did nothing wrong. She just dumped a scumbag
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who betrayed her. But today, Bianca has done so many bad things. When she was in a mess, her father was still protecting her. Poor Juliette. If I were Juliette, I would definitely not create any works for the Vaughn family even if I had the talent for perfumery.]
[Putting other things aside, the picture of Mr. Clarke and Juliette hugging each other is so beautiful, I can’t stop looking at it. Guess what they are going home so early for?]
[Maybe Francis will teach Mr. Clarke how to make perfume on the bed.]
[That seems romantic but strange. Can they show me?]
Patrick protected Juliette all the way into the car and fastened the seat belt for her, but he didn’t sit back. He just looked at her. “Why are you looking at me like that? If you don’t leave, your fans will find you.”
Patrick pursed his lips, “What did you call me in the awards hall just now?”
What?
Juliette quickly thought and realized his meaning. He remembered that she called him her husband back then. “Stop it. Let’s go home.”
Patrick shook his head slowly but firmly, refusing to move.
He looked like he wouldn’t leave until she spoke again.