Chapter 369



Suddenly, a shout rang out, “That mistress is trying to leave!” The crowd shifted their focus and surged toward the door.

Sarah flashed a malicious smile and snapped, “Let’s tear off that shameless woman’s clothes and make her infamous! Let’s see if she dares to act like a mistress in the future.”

Her words instantly gained the onlookers’ support. They eyed Kallie with predatory intent. Human nature was easily swayed by such a display.

Kallie’s hands and feet turned icy. Realizing she couldn’t escape, she attempted to push Liza away. “Hurry and call the police when you get outside. Leave me behind. My leg is injured, and I can’t run. It’s better if you call for help rather than dragging me along.”

As Kallie spoke, someone grabbed her hand, and others rushed to seize her remaining arm.

Liza, eyes wide with fear and anger, finally managed to flee. Kallie was right. She couldn’t run away with Kallie in this chaos.

Despite Kallie’s efforts to struggle, all she could do was watch as a pair of rough hands grabbed her collar. Just as her collar was about to be torn, someone suddenly charged in and delivered a powerful kick. “Stop!” he shouted.

The crowd fell silent immediately.

Kallie remained in shock, tears streaming down her face. Errol’s furious gaze swept over the crowd before settling on Sarah, who was hiding behind them.

Sarah’s face turned pale upon seeing Errol arrive with his men. She bit her lip and stepped forward with a feigned look of distress.

“Errol, tell me. Did this woman seduce you first? What’s special about her? She’s a liar and a mistress. She has a history of seducing engaged men or even married men. Don’t be deceived by her.”

Errol took a deep breath and asked, “Did you gather all these people?”

Sarah replied with reluctance, “Not exactly. People just got curious over her shameless actions. Putting her in her place is justified.”

The butler chimed in, eager to impress Sarah and Errol. “Mr. Payne, this is for you and your fiancée. It’s best to avoid anything going wrong at this juncture, given your upcoming wedding. That shameless woman’s actions have caused your fiancée distress and even some weight loss. She’s been crying every night over this.”

Sarah nodded, putting on a distressed look.

Kallie composed herself and shot a cold glare at the hypocritical Sarah. “Errol, tell them who I am,” she said icily.

Errol clenched his fists, his anger directed at Sarah. “Kallie is not a mistress. She has no inappropriate relationship with me. She is the owner of this auction house and my superior. I am the director of this auction house solely because she appointed me. Sarah, are you trying to get fired?”

Sarah’s eyes widened, and her voice rose with agitation. “What are you saying? You’re the eldest son of the Payne family. Why would you need a job from Kallie? Kallie isn’t favored in the Nixon family. How could she possibly run such a large auction house?”

Errol’s frown deepened, his patience wearing thin. “Whether Kallie is favored or not has no bearing on her ability to manage an auction house. Sarah, Kallie didn’t intend to hold you accountable for your actions at first. But you crossed a line. I won’t defend you.”

Sarah’s body shook with anger, but her tone remained defiant. “What do you mean? What can Kallie possibly do to me? Someone like her isn’t capable of doing anything at all. Errol, you’re my fiancé. You can’t just leave me alone. You once said you must marry me and you can only marry me.”

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