Tracy Swift's mind was in chaos, and she looked up nervously. The eyes of the crowd were filled with disdain and disgust, as if they were staring at a pile of stinking garbage.
She had lost again this time!
Before meeting Xaviera Evans, she was a noble lady in Imperial City, praised and admired by everyone. She was superior, looking down on others, but since she met Xaviera, she often lost face in public. Now, her reputation as a noble lady had long been gone.
Mrs. Swift's mouth twitched, and she shouted in shock, "Impossible! How could she be Hayin?"
Mrs. Carter said calmly, "What's impossible? There have always been geniuses in this world. Xaviera had already made a name for herself internationally when she was a teenager, while your daughter only participated in an oil painting exhibition in her twenties, and only thanks to Lester Bank's identity."
