Chapter 371: How Could Someone Be So Wicked? We’re All Family.

Chapter 371: Chapter 371: How Could Someone Be So Wicked? We’re All Family.

After that, the group witnessed Christian’s masterful performance of playing the victim.

He called his friends to tearfully vent his grievances. Then, right outside, in front of several prominent guests, he and Zachery echoed each other, putting on quite the show.

Combined with the phone call Liam Sloan had with the celebrity, people online had already dug up the identity of the person Liam couldn’t afford to offend and who had recently arrived in Crestfall—the Yeats Family.

And who from the Yeats Family had gone to the equestrian club today? Evan Yeats.

Public opinion exploded instantly.

[Even though the Yeats Family suppressed the news, Evan’s art exhibition was suddenly canceled, and he was kicked out of the Art Association. Those painters shake their heads at the mere mention of him. Is there really anyone who still doesn’t know what happened? Really?]

[Is there anyone who doesn’t know by now that Evan stole Estelle Lockwood’s father’s belongings and passed them off as his own work?]

[Is there anyone who doesn’t know that all the paintings that made Evan famous actually belonged to Estelle’s father?]

[When Estelle confronted him, Evan even used the Yeats Family’s power to try to kick her out. Isn’t that just bullying an orphan?]

[Evan got slapped in the face with the truth, was exposed, gave a reluctant apology, and then guilt-tripped Estelle into forgiving him. He even had the nerve to ask her to help the Yeats Family negotiate a partnership. Out of consideration for them being ’family,’ Estelle agreed to all of it.]

[And now?? Evan is still holding a grudge and went out of his way to cause trouble for Estelle??]

Liam made another call to the celebrity.

The star was the youngest son of Brynport’s wealthiest man. Having no need to inherit the family business, he was just playing around in the entertainment industry and naturally feared no one. He didn’t hesitate to speak up.

"Liam, Mr. Yeats isn’t targeting you at all. Estelle is there too, right? He’s targeting her!"

"Huh?" Liam played dumb. Under Christian’s tutelage, his manipulative acting skills had skyrocketed. "Estelle? How could that be? Mr. Yeats and Estelle are family."

"She might treat him as family, but does he see her that way? Isn’t it just because he was exposed at the art exhibition? He held a grudge and deliberately set out to disgust you all.

"Afraid of harming the Yeats Group’s interests and his own reputation, he resorted to such a petty tactic. You see, even if you speak out, they’ll probably just say you’re overthinking it.

"But let me ask you this: did Mr. Yeats succeed in upsetting Estelle?"

Liam inhaled sharply. "He really did... Estelle has already been upset lately because of what happened with her father. With the Yeats Family protecting Mr. Yeats, she has nowhere to turn for justice. She was in a bad mood, which is why I brought her out to relax.

"I didn’t expect we’d run into Evan... Now she’s even more upset..."

Christian gave Liam a thumbs-up.

Estelle was speechless. "..." Incredible.

"There you have it!" The celebrity made the final call. "Evan is doing this on purpose just to mess with you!

"I really don’t get it. He’s the one who stole things, right? He’s the one who took over the belongings and fished for fame, right? So why is he acting like the victim, constantly harassing the real victim?"

"I know, right?" Liam said, sounding downcast. "How can anyone be this malicious? We’re all supposed to be family."

Meanwhile, Evan’s expression twisted in pure rage.

Estelle! Lockwood!

Did she have no shame? She was broadcasting such a trivial matter to everyone! Not only that, but rumors were already spreading online, and now he was getting cursed at again!

Was Estelle really from a wealthy family? She was definitely just a country bumpkin!

Normally, young masters from wealthy and powerful families like Evan wouldn’t care about a few insults online. Some rich heirs even deliberately sought out arguments online, throwing around arrogant remarks like, "So what if you curse me? You peasants will still end up working for me."

However, Evan cared deeply about his reputation. He was entirely focused on surpassing Quentin Yeats, so how could he tolerate anyone disrespecting him? Not to mention that netizens were now calling him petty, scheming, and a thief.

But what he couldn’t stand the most wasn’t being compared to Estelle or Silas Lockwood. It was...

It was being compared to Quentin.

[Young Mr. Yeats relied on his own abilities to get into top universities since he was a kid. He started taking over the Yeats Group’s businesses at twenty and is now the second-in-command.]

[Mr. Yeats is incompetent. He bought a useless art master’s degree from a diploma mill abroad, and as soon as he returned, he claimed to be highly educated while stealing someone else’s work as his own.]

[If you ask me, these two are completely incomparable, right? I heard that when Quentin was designated as the heir, Old Mrs. Yeats and Evan violently opposed it. Evan even threw tantrums and threatened suicide, but it didn’t change Old Mr. Yeats’s decision.]

[Yeah, putting Quentin and Evan in the same sentence is practically an insult to Quentin.]

"Ah!!"

Evan violently smashed his phone, his eyes bloodshot. "Why?!"

Why, why, why?! He couldn’t compare to Quentin, and now even a nobody like Estelle was making him miserable!

"Evan." Mrs. Yeats walked over, her face full of disapproval. "I told you just now, Estelle is your sister. You’ve already wronged her once. What are you doing now?!"

"Estelle, Estelle, that’s all you know! I’m your son!" Evan roared. "Normally you favor Quentin, and now you favor Estelle! You wouldn’t even take the fall for me when I asked, and you can’t even put on a simple act!"

"You..." Melody Jenson pressed her temples. "I don’t care what you’re thinking. Estelle is at the equestrian club across the way. You are coming with me to apologize. Also, the owner of this club broke his promise. You don’t need to come back here in the future."

The club owner instantly stumbled and fell to the ground.

He... he had only done all this to curry favor with Evan! How was it suddenly his fault for breaking a promise?

He had already offended Mr. Sloan, and now... now even Mr. Yeats was...

Unwilling to accept this, the owner waited until Evan left, then immediately posted the day’s events on Weibo. It incited public outrage all over again, with the entire platform blasting Evan for abusing his power.

But that was a matter for later. At this moment, Evan couldn’t predict what would happen. His face was taut. "I’m not going!"

"This is your grandfather’s wish." Mrs. Yeats sighed. "I don’t understand why you’re so intent on clashing with Estelle. Eleanor has been gone for so many years. Your grandfather is simply redirecting his love for Eleanor onto Estelle as compensation, yet you insist on defying him. You... Sigh."

Evan pursed his lips.

He couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off, but he couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was. He felt that his mother cared a bit too much about Estelle. Was this normal?

Half an hour later.

Estelle finished a bowl of lotus root pudding and took the three little ones to play with the lambs in the pen for a while. Just as she was about to go horseback riding, she heard Luke White announce that Evan had come to visit and apologize.

Estelle couldn’t hold back a laugh.

Liam raised an eyebrow. "Him? Apologize? With his fragile ego? Aren’t the rich kids in The Capital Circle always like, ’I have money, so I’m the boss’? Even when they get chewed out, they’d never lower themselves to apologize, right?"