Even if I can't confront her directly now, the accusations held over her head would be enough for her to be severely cursed behind her back.
"I can't believe it, she's so cruel." The ladies discuss indignantly.
"What did you say?" Ye Lu suddenly appears before them, her eyes filled with shock. "When did Old Sir Shang pass away?"
"Oh, stop playing dumb, wasn't it you who angered him to death? Of course, it was the day you visited." The group of rich wives snort disdainfully.
Ye Lu shakes.
How was it possible? When she had visited, although Sir Shang's condition had not improved, it hadn't deteriorated either. How could he have died on the very same day?
A chill enters her heart.
Something is definitely wrong. The news reported that Old Sir Shang died of illness, but did he really die suddenly from a seizure?
And now, Yuan Jiayin is deliberately trying to direct the blame onto me, making everyone in high society believe that I was the one who caused Old Sir Shang's death.