Her gaze then fell on the face of a middle-aged man who also looked displeased, and she lifted her chin slightly.

"Yes, you, you must be his wife, better watch your man carefully. If he gets seduced by those flashy sluts outside, who knows where you’d go to argue your case."

After she spoke, the expressions of some of the people present showed a trace of peculiarity.

Some of them dodged their gazes, while others covered their mouths as if trying to suppress laughter.

In Selim’s eyes, this scene was understood as everyone watching a good show.

She became increasingly enthusiastic as she spoke, looking again at the middle-aged woman after finishing.

To her disappointment, the woman wasn’t angry at all, her reaction remained unchanged from before.

Selim was initially stunned, and at that moment, her unwillingness surged even more fervently.

The middle-aged woman spoke, her tone indifferent:

"You say my old man is keeping her?"

"That’s right! You better believe it. I saw them walking out, arm in arm, from Cloudy Splendor Community with my own eyes."

At this point, she provocatively glanced at Hannah Taylor’s composed face and continued:

"Do you know Cloudy Splendor Community? It’s the place where your old man hides his mistress. I suggest you hurry up and take a look."

"Moreover, I heard with my own ears that her pocket money comes from your old man. Tsk tsk tsk..."

The disdain on her face made her appear self-righteous.

Those watching the scene had expressions that became even more complex.

A man who was quite close to the middle-aged man approached him, lightly patting his shoulder, chuckling softly:

"Not bad, Old Bailey, you’re quite lucky in love."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was immediately shot a fierce glare by the middle-aged lady.

Selim still hadn’t realized what was amiss, watching the middle-aged woman walk towards them, face filled with displeasure.

Her eyes glimmered with excitement, even imagining the scene of Hannah Taylor getting slapped.

The next second, a severe slap landed on her face.

The sound was so loud it left Selim stunned.

For a moment, she even thought that the woman had hit the wrong person.

Not giving her time to recover, she heard the middle-aged woman speak:

"You’re young, but your thoughts are filthy. What you have in mind is what you think others would be too."

Speaking, her gaze moved to Hannah Taylor with reproach, she said:

"How could you associate with such a girl?"

Selim was dazed for quite a while, finally snapping back to reality.

Thinking the middle-aged woman didn’t believe her, or was trying to save face in front of strangers by rejecting her words.

"No, madam, believe me, I really saw them. They live in Cloudy Splendor Community..."

"Coincidentally, I also live in Cloudy Splendor Community."

The middle-aged woman impatiently interrupted her, "Not only do I live in Cloudy Splendor Community, I live with them. Want to come for a visit?"

She looked at Selim, her anger in her eyes now mixed with a sharp coldness.

"We’re all girls. Instead of wishing people well, you use such dirty thoughts to talk about others. You haven’t done this little thing before, have you?"

Selim was bewildered by the middle-aged woman’s words, unable to react for a long time.

They... They live together?

Immediately afterward, she saw Hannah Taylor linking her arm with the middle-aged woman, saying coquettishly:

"Mom, I’m not familiar with her. She’s been staying at my classmate’s place for a while, living off them, and badmouthed my classmate behind their back. I couldn’t stand it and squeezed her for a bit, and now she’s holding a grudge."