She turned around to see the smug look on Damian’s sister, Nina.

Elara tensed up as her words filled the air with disdain. The crowd, fully engaged in the unfolding drama, shifted uncomfortably, hungry for more spectacle.

“Don’t you have anything better to do, Nina?” Damian’s voice was cold as he fixed his gaze on his sister. He was clearly losing patience with the situation.

Nina raised an eyebrow, unbothered by his tone. “I’m only stating the obvious, brother. Everyone can see your wife is affected. Don’t pretend this is just some harmless misunderstanding.”

Elara looked at her. She knew Nina was trying her best to paint her red in...