The Triplets My Ex Never Knew About novel Chapter 244

Chapter 244: Chapter 244: Dogs Biting Dogs, Estelle Snacks on Melon Seeds

M-Mr. Sloan, when did you get here?

Sophie Foster looked a little frightened, but on second thought, she figured she hadn’t said anything wrong. ’Isn’t Thea the one Mr. Sloan loves most? Estelle Lockwood is just asking for humiliation. She’s still refusing to get a divorce and make way for Thea. Mr. Sloan must hate her guts!’

So Sophie Foster couldn’t resist trying to score points. "Mr. Sloan, you’re here! Just look at Estelle Lockwood. She was bad-mouthing Thea behind her back!"

"She claimed Thea and Mrs. York are both the mistress! Isn’t that just nonsense? It’s because Estelle Lockwood and that dead bitch aren’t cherished by their men. That’s their own problem, so how can they blame Thea and Mrs. York for it!"

"You can’t let Estelle Lockwood get away with this! You have to stand up for Thea and teach Estelle a good lesson!"

Penelope Sullivan was stunned. ’Where did this brave soul come from?’

’It would take ten years of brain damage to say something that stupid.’

’Ten years, and not a day less.’

Having said her piece, Sophie Foster looked at Nathaniel Sloan expectantly.

Nathaniel Sloan’s expression was icy. "It seems Miss Foster didn’t learn her lesson last time."

His words were like a bucket of ice water dumped over Sophie Foster, chilling her to the bone.

She vaguely sensed something was wrong. "Mr. Sloan, you... you’re not here to defend Thea?"

"Pfft, hahaha," Penelope Sullivan laughed mockingly, holding nothing back.

"Some people need a reality check. Estelle, a liar? Nathaniel, defending Thea York? Miss Foster, do you take Star’s legal department for a bunch of pushovers?"

The onlookers all understood what was happening now.

"Sophie Foster called Mrs. Sloan a liar? What’s wrong with her?"

"She also said Mr. Sloan was cheating. It really doesn’t look that way at all, does it?"

"Even if he were cheating... wait, is cheating on someone something to be proud of? Why does Sophie Foster look so honored by it?"

Sophie Foster panicked and shouted, "What nonsense are you all talking about! This is all stuff Thea told me! Why would she lie to me!"

Estelle Lockwood nodded in satisfaction. "So this is all Miss York’s doing. It seems I’ve offended Miss York at some point without even realizing it."

Nathaniel Sloan walked over to Estelle Lockwood and handed her a handbag. "You saw this last time and said you liked it."

Estelle Lockwood was taken aback.

’This bag... She had glanced at it in a magazine last time and mentioned the design was nice. He actually remembered?’

Nathaniel Sloan said nonchalantly, "This is the only store in Crestfall that has this bag. I was afraid someone would buy it first, so I booked out the entire store."

Humiliated yet again, Sophie Foster was both furious and frustrated. "Mr. Sloan, even if you’re trying to protect Estelle Lockwood, you don’t have to lie! Everyone knows you booked the store for Thea! You even came here with her today! Aren’t you afraid of hurting Thea’s feelings by doing this!"

Nathaniel Sloan slowly turned his gaze to Sophie Foster.

His thin lips parted as he spoke, slowly and deliberately, "Are you questioning me?"

Sophie Foster suddenly collapsed to the floor.

’S-so scary.’

’Why does Mr. Sloan look so terrifying?!’

Nathaniel Sloan’s aura was powerful and overwhelmingly oppressive. It scared Sophie Foster so much that she started to tremble, unable to say a word for a long time.

"Nathaniel, I didn’t like that bag from earlier."

Suddenly, a gentle female voice came from upstairs. Thea York descended the stairs gracefully as if she knew nothing, a resigned smile on her face. "I don’t like emerald green, so I don’t want that bag..."

Just then, she seemed to finally notice Sophie Foster’s disheveled state and instinctively asked, "What’s going on? Sophie, why are you sitting on the floor?"

As if she had just found her savior, Sophie Foster scrambled to her feet. "Thea!"

Estelle Lockwood chuckled. "Miss York, your timing is perfect. Miss Foster just said a few things that made me very curious, and I was hoping you could help me verify them."

’Can someone please shut Sophie Foster’s mouth?!’

She took a deep breath and, under Sophie Foster’s expectant gaze, forced a strained smile.

"Estelle... of course that’s not true. Why would I ever think something like that? Sophie, there’s a limit to the nonsense you can spout. Even if you like to joke around, you can’t be so tactless in front of Estelle."

Sophie Foster was dumbfounded, her eyes wide. "Thea, what are you talking about? Aren’t you the one who told me all this?"

Estelle Lockwood and Penelope Sullivan found chairs and sat down. If there had been popcorn, Estelle would have been happily munching away.

Thea York really wanted to slap Sophie Foster. She said frantically, "Sophie... how could you? Even if you hate Estelle, you shouldn’t..."

As she spoke, she turned back to Estelle Lockwood. "Estelle, Sophie is probably targeting you because she still resents you over what happened last time... None of this is true. Why would I fight with you over a man? To me, men are just good friends. I’m completely focused on my career. I’m not interested in men and all that."

Every other word out of her mouth was "what happened last time" and "Sophie resents you," making it sound as if Estelle Lockwood had done something wrong to make Sophie Foster hold a grudge.

Estelle Lockwood had no intention of giving Thea York any room for ambiguity.

"What happened last time? Are you talking about the time you hid Miss Foster’s bracelet, which made her mistakenly accuse me of theft, and she ended up getting kicked out of the banquet?"

The crowd: "..."

’Damn, this is even more explosive.’

Many people had attended Old Mrs. Sloan’s banquet, but the incident where Thea York was humiliated hadn’t been widely publicized, so many were still in the dark.

But with Estelle Lockwood’s revelation, everyone was suddenly shocked—

’What’s this about Thea York hiding Sophie Foster’s bracelet, and Sophie Foster accusing Estelle Lockwood of stealing it?’

’Doesn’t that mean Thea York deliberately framed Estelle Lockwood? And Sophie Foster holds a grudge against Estelle for it? Not the actual culprit, Thea York?’

’What kind of idiot is she?’