She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 715

"Even though Sybil is no angel, it's obvious this twisted family made her that way. She's actually pitiful."

"Marrying a man older than her own mother? Just for corporate benefits? They literally sold their daughter!"

"The number one socialite of Metropia? More like the number one tragedy!"

"Is Alicia even human? Forcing her kid to marry an old pervert just to save a failing company and climb the social ladder?"

"So the A7 and A8 parcels originally belonged to Horace, and Macrostar only got them because they used Sybil as a bargaining chip!"

The crowd was in an absolute uproar.

The reporters who had arrived on the scene sniffed out the blood in the water. Cameras aggressively honed in on Alicia and Sybil, camera shutters firing like machine guns.

Exposed in front of the world by their own daughter, their filthy, secretive transactions dragged into the unforgiving light of day, Alicia and Edgar felt as though they had been stripped naked in public. Humiliation and terror completely shattered their composure.

"You're lying! You've lost your mind! Why would you slander your own mother? I fed you, clothed you, made you a lady of high society! How have I ever wronged you? I did it all for your own good!"

Screeching like a banshee, Alicia tried to lunge forward to cover Sybil's mouth but was swiftly restrained by the police and paramedics.

Edgar was livid, pointing a shaking finger at her. "You ungrateful wretch! To get back at us, you're spinning these shameless lies! Mr. Fremont was a highly respected man. How dare you drag his name through the mud?! Loyce must have brainwashed you!"

"Highly respected?" Sybil laughed. It was a haunting, desolate sound as she scanned the shocked and disgusted faces around her. "You think high society is glamorous? It's rotten to the core! Do I need to bring out the 'toys' from his study and lay them out in front of everyone so you can all see what 'highly respected' looks like?!"

Her words cemented the horrifying truth about Horace's depraved habits, rendering her parents' defenses utterly pathetic.

"That's enough!" An older police captain barked. He had seen plenty of human ugliness, but even he looked thoroughly disgusted. "Get the injured to the hospital immediately! All relevant parties, you're coming down to the station to assist with the investigation!"

He heavily emphasized the words "assist with the investigation," his sharp gaze cutting into Alicia and Edgar.

Sybil seemed completely deaf to the officer's commands. She merely stared at Alicia. Those eyes, once so bright and arrogant, now only held a blood-red despair.

"Answer me, Mom," her voice dropped to a fragile, shattered whisper. "Growing up, you didn't make me learn the piano to cultivate my mind; you did it to increase my price tag. You didn't make me maintain my image for my own happiness; you did it so you could sell me off. I was just the prettiest doll in your display window, priced and waiting to be sold to whoever could bring you the most profit."

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