"Well, look at her! Doesn't she look like a turtle without its shell?"
The bridesmaids laughed along with her.
One middle-aged woman in the crowd, unable to bear it any longer, stepped forward and tried to reason with them.
"Girls, it looks like you've taught her quite a harsh lesson. How about covering her up with some clothes now? Her family would be heartbroken to see her like this."
Hearing this, Juliet sneered and glared at the woman.
"How I deal with this wretch is none of your business!
"You seem to be so eager to defend a mistress. Then you're no good either.
"Maybe you've lived your whole life as a mistress too, which is why you sympathize with her.
"My husband is the richest man in the city, Lamont. Do you want to challenge me? If so, I'll make sure you get the same treatment!"
Lamont was the richest man in the city. At the same time, his time in prison and his ruthless reputation were widely known.
Upon hearing that Juliet had the backing of Lamont, the middle-aged woman immediately fell silent and quietly retreated into the crowd.
Juliet's gaze turned cold again as she looked down at me.
"You crippled wretch, limping around must be exhausting, right?