<h4>Chapter 347: Chapter 347: Don’t Touch Me! Filthy Woman</h4>


    The people around saw the situation and all started whispering curiously.


    "What did Vincent Lancaster see? Why is he so angry?"


    "I was close just now, I think I caught a glimpse, it was one of those indecent videos. Last time at their engagement party, you didn’t go, but I did, and it went public then too. They said it was fake, but from what I saw, it couldn’t be more real!"


    "Tsk, this woman really can’t settle down. Vincent Lancaster looks a bit miserable."


    ...


    The guests around looked at Vincent Lancaster with eyes full of pity, seemingly sympathetic that not only was he deceived by this fake heiress Sierra Sinir, but the fake heiress also cheated on him.


    Hit by two blows consecutively like this, an ordinary person would have been infuriated to death by now.


    Nina Sinir didn’t know what Vincent Lancaster saw that made him so angry; she only vaguely understood from the guests’ discussions around her.


    Yet, she found it unsurprising.


    This was something Sierra Sinir was capable of doing, who would have thought Sierra Sinir wasn’t even sincere with Vincent Lancaster and was with other men outside.


    The drama of mutual betrayal is always the most thrilling.


    With a slight sneer at the corner of her mouth, she stood by watching the development coldly.


    Sierra Sinir, anxious, stepped forward trying to hold Vincent Lancaster and exin, "Vincent, please don’t be angry, okay? Didn’t you say back then that no matter what I did, you wouldn’t be mad at me?"


    Vincent Lancaster’s face turned gloomy, how dare she bring this up!


    Did she still think she was the Sinir Family’s heiress who could order him around as she wished?


    Why should he not be angry?


    Now he didn’t even want to spare her another nce!


    Vincent Lancaster, full of disgust, felt repulsed being touched by Sierra Sinir, and he forcefully shoved Sierra Sinir away, "Don’t touch me, filthy woman!"


    "Ah..." A shrill scream rang out.


    Sierra Sinir, caught off guard, was pushed down by Vincent Lancaster; she fell heavily to the floor, her face contorted in pain, as though struck severely.


    Suddenly, a dull ache rose from her lower abdomen.


    Pale-faced, she clutched her stomach, looking at Vincent Lancaster, and shouted, "It hurts! My stomach hurts so much, Vincent... will you take me to the hospital?"


    Sierra Sinir’s face was distorted, leaving the truth unclear whether it was real pain or an act to gain sympathy, but Vincent Lancaster turned away without any emotion, unwilling to engage with Sierra Sinir.


    Before long, Sierra Sinir curled up on the floor, appearing to slip into unconsciousness.


    In the end, it was Rhonda who called for help and had Sierra Sinir carried away.


    The atmosphere in the hall was eerie; such an incident had unfolded, and the other guests felt rather awkward.


    Just a moment ago, Vincent Lancaster, who was full of spirits, now looked like a defeated rooster, utterly dejected and lost, while Yvette Thompson, distraught, kept murmuring something, both looking as if they’d suffered a significant blow.


    Though many people enjoyed a lively spectacle, considering the current situation, it wasn’t appropriate to linger any longer. Anyway, the press conference was already over, so many proceeded to take their leave.


    Seeing this, Julian Lancaster took Nina Sinir’s hand and said softly, "Let’s go."


    Nina Sinir said nothing, letting him lead her away.


    Not far away, Heidi Leighton watched Julian Lancaster leave with Nina Sinir, her eyes darkening.


    Heidi’s father patted her shoulder, and said earnestly, "Heidi, let’s go back too. We’ll discuss your matterster."


    Upon hearing this, Heidi Leighton suppressed the coldness in her eyes and left with her father.