As we tried to leave, the tall woman boldly stepped forward, obstructing our path.

"Why are you leaving? Did we strike a nerve? Did you really sink so low and plot to get someone else's position? Looks like that didn't work out, huh?"

She looked at us disdainfully and continued unabashedly, "You’re clinging to someone else’s man and waiting to be his wife. How's that working out for you? Take a look in the mirror. You're not fit for that. You were just a tool to him all along.”

Her words hit home, and I sensed Lauren's body visibly swaying. She clutched my hand tightly, trembling.

I stepped forward and prepared to confront them.

Suddenly, a furious roar erupted from the crowd. "Nonsense! As long as I’m here, you won't get away with insulting her."

All eyes turned toward the source of the roar, revealing a furious Oliver. He resembled a raging lion, glaring fiercely at the gossiping women.

"Who the hell are you? Show yourselves right now!”

Oliver's expression was menacing, and