Chapter 825: Chapter 827

“Shut up! You don’t know anything! ”

Guinevere became agitated. “She’s not Stella Sealey! She only looks like her! ”

She took a deep breath and calmed herself. Hellbent on dragging Stella into hell, she completely lost all her elegance and rationality.

“The woman standing before all of you is but a mere replacement. The woman on the certificate is Stella Sealey. They are different people! ”

“How could that be? They look so alike, and even their names sound similar...”

“Which is why I called her a replacement! ”

Guinevere’s eyes were bloodshot as she glared at Stella. “She’s a lowly replacement, that’s all!”

“What do you mean?”

The guests were all confused. “What is she talking about?”

Guinevere sneered. “Although I have no idea how you got your hands on Stella’s marriage certificate, fake goods will forever be fake goods, and a replacement will forever remain a replacement. It can never be genuine! You’ll never be Stella Sealey!”

“Are you willing to be a replacement your entire life?” she raved on, completely unhinged and off the rails.

She looked at all the guests and reporters and pleaded emphatically, “This woman is Ella Steele. She’s not Stella Sealey! Stella Sealey is the one who married Weston. This woman right here is only a replacement, a homewrecker who came between Weston and me! ”

Her words stood in stark contrast to her earlier claims. In fact, they were the total opposite.

Everyone exchanged glances as it dawned on them that Guinevere was clearly here to create trouble.

She had acted benevolent and generous at the beginning just so that everyone would pick on Ella.

However, Ella pulled out her marriage certificate, effectively turning the tables and forcing Guinevere to throw caution to the wind and change her words.

The corner of Stella’s lips lifted in a smile that never reached her eyes, she walked toward Guinevere and said, “In that case, are you admitting that you came in between Weston and Stella?”

Stella grabbed Guinevere’s wrist.

“You claimed that I came in between you and Weston, but see, you weren’t even in the picture when Stella married Weston, yet you bore his child... tell me, are you the homewrecker or not?”

It was all written in black and white, and Guinevere could not deny the truth.

Everyone stood ready to attack Guinevere. Even if she were to deny it, they were not fools and could tell what exactly was going on.

Guinevere had no choice but to grit her teeth and admit, “Yes, I was the one who came in between Stella and Weston’s marriage...”

The moment she said those words, the crowd went wild.

The reporters outside who she had invited beforehand rushed in like sharks looking for blood.

They had come with the goal of digging up some gossip, but they didn’t expect to land upon a scoop!

The comment section of the live stream went wild, too.

No one expected that Guinevere, the mighty goddess sitting on a planequin, who had nary a piece of rumor against her, was actually a homewrecker!

“Ms. Cohen, you once told your fans to love themselves and not waste their time on men who don’t love them and not to be a third party in other people’s relationships... Now that the truth is out, do you have any thoughts to share?”

Guinevere’s eyes turned red. “I didn’t do it deliberately. I didn’t have a choice back then...”

“Were you forced to destroy someone else’s marriage? Or did Mr. Ford force you to it?”

A reporter found something fishy and asked, “I remember that your child has just turned one, but according to the time on the marriage certificate... were you pregnant when they were married?”

“I said I had my reasons!” Guinevere immediately replied.

Instantly, she activated her excellent acting skills and teared up, effectively silencing the crowd so that they would hear her out.

She choked in between her tears, “Weston and I were on the verge of discussing marriage, but we got into a huge fight... and I broke up with him in a fit of pique.”

Guinevere wiped her tears away indignantly. “In order to take revenge on me, Weston married Stella Sealey...”