Chapter 3

“We all saw the video in the group chat. You actually pushed Jocelyn into the pool!”

“You vile woman! Why don’t you just die?”

A group of young women holding fan signs rushed out of the darkness and blocked the steps.

Shane’s name was printed on their signs.

They were all his fans.

For three years, the transmigrator had shown up on Shane’s sets and caused scenes to ride his coattails. His fans had come to despise her.

Tonight’s banquet was no secret. They’d clearly come here to corner me.

The ice water soaked half my body. A cold gust swept past, and I shivered.

After three years of watching the transmigrator, I knew what she would have done.

She would have screamed, covered her face, then run back into the ballroom and thrown herself into Shane’s or Mason’s arms, sobbing for help.

But I didn’t flinch or cry. I just stood there quietly.

Then the doors behind me opened.

My three brothers and Harrison, who was holding Jocelyn, came outside.

The bodyguards immediately opened umbrellas to shield them from the wind and rain.

They stood on the steps, looking indifferently at me as the fans surrounded me in the rain.

Shane saw what was happening. Instead of stopping them, he gave a cold laugh.

“What kind of pity play are you trying to pull now, Summer? Did you come out the front door on purpose just to rile up my fans and make me feel sorry for you?”

His eyes were full of disgust.

“I’m telling you, even if they beat you to death today, I won’t let anyone protect you.”

Mason adjusted his cuffs and spoke just as coldly. “Get her out of here. She’s embarrassing the Leigh family at the entrance.”

Wesley pushed up his glasses and looked at me, soaked through. “You brought this on yourself.”

As for Harrison, he didn’t even look my way.

All his attention was on Jocelyn in his arms.

They were all waiting.

They expected me to cry after the fans insulted me and beg them to stand up for me.

Just then, Jocelyn slipped out of Harrison’s arms and took a small step forward.

“Summer, it’s pouring. You’ll get sick if you go out like this.”

Then she blinked innocently and glanced at the diamond necklace around my neck.

“Summer… That necklace was the coming-of-age gift Mom left for me. If you’re really leaving, could you give it back?”

Her words set off an uproar.

Several fans pointed at me and shouted, “Shameless! You’re being kicked out, and you still stole Jocelyn’s things!”

“She’s a thief! Don’t let her take Jocelyn’s things!”

Shane heard them and charged down the steps, his face livid. “Summer, you’re hopeless! You even steal from Jocelyn? Take it off. Now!”

Mason looked even more disgusted. He turned to a bodyguard and ordered coldly, “Go get the necklace back. If she refuses, use force.”

Harrison finally looked up and stared at me with contempt.

“Summer, if you want money, I can give you some. But stealing is beneath you.”

His words stirred nothing in me.

Before my body was stolen by the transmigrator, Harrison and I had been engaged.