Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 196

Chapter 196: Says who?

A glint flickered across Mrs. Miller’s eyes as she arrogantly raised her chin. Meanwhile, Allison’s entire body shuddered.

Confrontations were something Allison often dealt with privately — whatever it was. This confrontation was something she thought shouldn’t be done in this place. Yet, Mrs. Miller had no problems airing the Bennet Family’s dirty laundry out in the open.

How dare she?

Just as Allison’s mouth parted, she stopped at the growing whispers around.

"Gosh, did I just hear that her daughter did a crime and pin it on someone else’s child?"

"What a cruel child."

"A baby swapping? That’s scary! I wonder which hospital she gave birth to?"

"If she raised another woman’s daughter, it still doesn’t excuse her action for keeping the daughter when the real one came home."

"Goodness. Not all parents truly deserve to be one."

"If that was me, I would try my best to make up for all the years I lost with my real baby. I pity the child."

"Isn’t that Mrs. Miller? Ah, god. So, it’s true, huh?"

"Do you know her?"

"Of course. She’s from the Miller family, and my daughter attends the same school as them. From what I heard, Mrs. Miller’s daughter and Mrs. Bennet’s fake daughter got into a fight. Apparently, Mrs. Bennet’s daughter framed and bullied Mrs. Miller’s daughter..."

Allison opened and closed her quivering lips while her fist trembled in anger. However, she couldn’t refute that, since it was the truth. Nina accused someone else of her wrong actions, and Patricia had to face consequences for something she didn’t do.

"Hah!" Mrs. Miller sneered, pleased that everyone agreed with her. She cleared her throat and cast the staff a look. "Miss, you shouldn’t let these kinds of people into your shop. Everyone who comes here is from a respectable family. Even though the Bennets have the money, their reputation is so bad I’m afraid you’d lose all your clients!"

The staff smiled awkwardly. "Ma’am, I’m afraid that’s not a decision I could make."

"Then, call your manager!" Mrs. Miller harrumphed. "I want to raise a petition to ban her and the entire Bennet Family from shopping here!"

"That’s right!" Someone from the crowd chimed in. "How can we shop here if we know you accept customers like her?"

"Gosh. What if she brings her daughter here next time?"

"You should think of your store’s reputation."

"If you don’t do anything about this, well, I’m out of here," another one expressed. "I don’t support shops that protect people like her."

"That’s right. I know people who act gentle and dignified, but are a monster behind closed doors! If she could raise such a monster, then I can only imagine just how terrifying she is when no one is looking!"

’Hah! Serves her right!’ At this point, Mrs. Miller was busy enjoying her glorious victory when she sensed an omen approaching her. When she turned her head, her eyes dilated at the dark look on Jessa’s face.