Chapter 2

I took out my phone to call the police, but Adrian stopped me. "Winona, that's enough! Don't you think you've already humiliated us enough? If you report this matter and cause it to blow up, even reaching the news, you'll utterly shame the Kinsley family name! How am I supposed to look people in the eye again?"

My heart skipped a beat at his words, and I choked out, "Adrian Kinsley, if I don't clear this matter up, won't everyone just assume that I really am a pornstar?"

I had barely finished speaking when Adrian landed a slap on my cheek, roaring, "I don't care whether it really is you in those videos or not! Either way, you're the reason this incident happened in the first place! Who cares about your innocence when the Kinsley family's reputation and dignity are at stake!"

Faced with his furious yet humiliated demeanor, I took a deep breath and chose to back down for now.

"Fine, we'll do as you say… Once the wedding is over, we'll revisit this issue."

However, in the next second, Sarah caught me off guard and kicked me from behind, causing me to bump into the champagne tower. The champagne flutes tumbled to the floor and shattered with a loud crash.

Champagne drenched my entire body, and the glass shards sliced my palms. Bloody ribbons took shape on my skin.

Sarah loomed over my disheveled figure, gazing down at me with disdain and mockery.

"Just how shameless are you? How dare you still dream of marrying Adrian when the truth has already come to light? Alright then, let me reveal your true colors for all to see! I wonder how long you can keep this up!"

With that, she once again turned on the large screen and began showing everyone a group of photos.

In them, I was holding the arm of a middle-aged man who clearly looked incredibly wealthy. Our posture was intimately close as we entered the same car together.

Pointing at the photo, Sarah cried out derisively, "Winona, don't you earn enough from those porn videos? Here you are, being the mistress of a wealthy man in private as well. You sure are going all out for money, huh?"

I staggered to my feet while wiping away the champagne on my face. After taking in the photos, I couldn't help the sneer that spread on my lips. "I was just spending time with my father. How did you twist that into something so disgusting?"

Yet, the smile on Sarah's face simply grew even more smug at my words.

"Everyone here knows that the man in the photo is the chairman of Linton Corporation right here in Jacaster. Sure, you two share the same surname, yet you actually have the audacity to claim that you're related to him?"

She then turned to the guests and continued sarcastically, "Then again, upon further thought, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with her addressing her sugar daddy as her father. After all, he spends lavishly on her and spoils her, which is exactly what parents do, don't they?"

The truth was, I had indeed hidden my real identity from Adrian before this.

There were two reasons for this. One was that the Linton family was the most influential family in the city of Jacaster, so we naturally had our enemies. The other reason was that I didn't want Adrian to feel pressured because of my family background. Hence, I had planned on coming clean to him only after our wedding.

Forcing down the fury that was surging through me, I took out a watch from my pocket and offered it to Adrian with shaking hands.

"Adrian, I was just shopping with my dad the other day to pick out an engagement gift for you. He specifically picked out this watch for you, his future son-in-law."

Adrian's gaze focused on the watch, but instead of relaxing, he jerked back as though he had been burned. With a smack, he swatted my hand away from him. The watch flew out of my grip to land on the floor.

His chest heaved violently as he jabbed a finger at me and bellowed, "Winona, I used to always wonder where you got the money to buy me these expensive gifts. As it turned out, you earned it by doing such shameful things!

"You're absolutely disgusting! Even now, you're still making up more lies to cover for yourself! Do you seriously think I'll believe your nonsense?"

By this point, I knew there was no way to clear up this misunderstanding, no matter how hard I tried to explain. Thus, I could only take out my phone and call my father. Right now, the only way to clarify things was if he came here himself.

However, despite calling him several times, the phone kept ringing and ringing. No one was answering.

Anxiety caused cold sweat to bead on my forehead.

Sarah giggled loudly and mocked me, "Aww, who are you calling? Your sugar daddy? Mr. Linton is a powerful and influential figure. Did you think he would personally come here for an insignificant ant like you? Stop daydreaming!"