Chapter 645
Leslie Cross smiled subtly and gave a meaningful glance.
Suddenly, for some reason, someone bumped into Bethany Ackerley.
A splash of wine stained Bethany's dress.
The girl panicked, trying to help wipe it clean.
At that moment, the girl accidentally tugged off Bethany's scarf.
Two socialite women standing nearby caught a glimpse and gasped in surprise.
“Oh my goodness, what’s that on her neck?”
The girl froze as if struck dumb, her eyes welling up with tears.
“Oh no, ma’am, is that bruise on your neck from being hit? Are you... is your husband abusing you? Please, don’t be afraid to say something. I know how you feel—my mom used to suffer the same thing from my dad. But then she stood up for herself and divorced him. Now her life is so much better! Please, ma'am, don’t be afraid. I’m sure the Cross family will be more than willing to help you.”
Reginald Ackerley felt the critical stares of the people around them, full of condemnation. He stepped forward, blocking the girl while grabbi

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