After hanging up, the woman who called herself Ruth Coleman shot us a taunting smirk. Then she shoved my mother-in-law, Agnes Bachert, straight onto the auction stage.I tried to run after them, but a young woman, Janette Saccone, stepped in and cut me off. She clenched her teeth and demanded, "Who do you think you are?"I could tell that she was spoiling for a fight, and I instinctively stepped back. But that only gave her the chance she needed. She darted forward and grabbed my arm. "Listen! I'm engaged to Clemmie. He's mine."Meanwhile, on stage, Ruth grabbed the auctioneer's microphone. Her shrill voice cut through the hall. "Everyone, remember this face. It's the face of a damn slut!"As she spoke, she kept smacking Agnes' cheek with the back of her hand. "Tell me, how does it feel to cheat with my husband?"You've got some nerve, dropping his name in public like that! Did you really think that you could get away with it?"Agnes' face was ghostly pale. Desperate, I wrenched
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