Chapter 1859

Whitney adjusted her shawl and stood tall, exuding authority in the presence of those women. "Tell me!" She raised her voice, projecting majesty. "I think I heard you say that my nephew is a... cuckold? I'd like to know how you came to that conclusion." The women knew Whitney was not to be offended and smiled as they attempted to leave. Unexpectedly, Whitney didn't let them go, her voice escalating. The onlookers turned their attention, and an awkward tension filled the atmosphere. "Why aren't you saying anything?" Whitney scoffed, glancing at Maisie behind her. "This is my nephew's wife. Don't you know her?" "We do, we do..." the women said softly. "Then why did you criticize her?" "You misunderstood us, Ms. Kinglake!" Danielle explained with a smile. "We were just chatting. We—" "Chatting? You were crossing the line. How dare you stir trouble here?!" The onlookers observed in silence. Despite the rumors of Whitney disliking Maisie, she was standing up for her at this critica