For a moment, the banquet hall was dead silent.
Those who were watching the show did not expect such a scene.
Eric’s slap was ruthless. He used all his strength.
He did not care that Ingrid was his sister.
Ingrid laid on the ground and touched her cheek that was hot from the slap. She felt so dizzy because that slap was vicious.
Her body was cold and trembling.
She did not react for a moment.
Wretched, wicked, ugly. All the derogatory words were not enough to describe Ingrid at this moment.
Ingrid's tears streamed down her face silently as she looked up in horror at Eric.
Eric's eyes carried such thunderous anger.
She had never seen that kind of emotion in her brother’s eyes before.
Now, this anger was directed at her.
At this moment, Ingrid suddenly remembered her grandfather and her brother's warning to her not to mess with Nicole.
Her mind went blank.
Ingrid would be abandoned by her family.
She might even be kicked out of the Ferguson family!
The mocking, contemptuous, and angry gazes of the crowd gathered on what used to be the proud Young Lady Ferguson.
Ingrid had nowhere to hide.
The large banquet hall was brightly lit and lively.
Eric's slap was also quite resounding.
Nicole faintly hooked her lips. She was not bothered t o continue watching the remaining drama.
Anyway, she was done with what she came to do.
"Since the truth is out, I'm leaving. This little farce isn't that interesting.”
Nicole gently waved her hand.
There was a hint of mockery at the corners of her lips.
"Ms. Ferguson, a brain is a good thing that you sadly don't have. Goodbye then."
Nicole was already very merciful for not letting go of Ingrid then.
If Nicole had not reacted quickly, Nicole would have fallen from the balcony.
She would be crippled or at least badly injured.
Ingrid would have drawn all the guests present to watch Nicole in all her wretchedness.
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