Chapter 594 594

She also saw the title at the original source of the video.

-

Trending: Sisters fight. Two sisters are related to Vincent Gray?!

-

Priscilla almost dropped her phone after she read the title. She didn't expect someone to write this bombastic title worthy of clickbait.

"There is no way, right? I bet this title is just a clickbait to gain views. I'm sure of it!" Priscilla tried to convince herself. She scrolled through the comments and read so many complaints because some had longer videos, but they were all taken down mysteriously.

So the only surviving video was the top trending video, the short one that didn't explain anything.

But it didn't stop people from making up theories and gossiping about who those two women in the video could be.

-

'Maybe they are just two crazy women fighting in the parking lot. That's it. I don't know why people thought this is some huge stuff.'

'Yeah, obviously, those two are just delusional women thinking they have a chance to marry Vincent Gray.'

'I don't think Vincent Gray will allow his wife to go around fighting in public space. People said he loves his wife and daughter so much, that's why he never shows them in public.'

'Yeah! These are just two crazy bitches!'

-

While that opinion sounded logical, everyone was drawn to a crazy theory formulated by one tweet, followed by the others who started adding more theories.

-

'What if these two are actually sisters, maybe one of them is actually related to Vincent Gray. Just look at the beautiful woman who tried to protect the little boy. Don't you think that woman looks like old money?'

'Yeah, she does look like a rich lady with quiet luxury. Maybe she is actually Vincent Gray's wife? She's beautiful and elegant enough to be one at least.'

'Oh! Then what about that crazy Joker lady?'

'Maybe she's just a crazy woman who wants to marry Vincent. Or maybe… maybe Vincent has a kink for an ugly lady! Maybe he likes dating uglies!'

'Hahah! I bet Vincent's PR team is involved in the deletion of longer videos because it contains more information about him.'

'Well, my opinion is, they are actually sisters, they do look alike just looking at their facial features, though the crazy lady is obviously the much uglier sister even without that scar. If Vincent is actually involved with these two, maybe they are both competing to be Vincent's future wife.'

'Then what about his current wife?'

'Either he divorced her, or cheated on her.'

-

Priscilla was unable to maintain her calm as she kept reading. She knew these theories were just crazy stuff people made up during their free time. They would probably forget about these stupid theories once they were busy with their activities.

But it was different for Priscilla. Her entire body shook when she read one tweet saying the beautiful lady might be Vincent's wife.

Priscilla watched the video again. She ignored the female joker and focused on the gorgeous lady's side profile. The woman in the video obviously had a healthier body than the frail Chloe that Priscilla knew, but she also had Chloe's doe eyes, the thin lips that invited men for a taste, and also the long chestnut hair that she tied on a ponytail.

"No way," Priscilla's face paled instantly. "She is not that skinny, ugly bitch Chloe, right? There is no way Vincent will allow Chloe to gain weight and become beautiful again."

Priscilla knew that she was just in denial right now. She played the video again and noticed the woman called the female joker as 'Chelsea.' Though she didn't care much about Chloe's side of the family, she thought that the name was familiar.

Because Vincent mentioned to her once about Chelsea and Judith—Chloe's sister and mother who were nothing but dirty leeches to him.

"If this female joker is the same Chelsea that Vincent mentioned once, then no doubt the beautiful lady is…."

Priscilla kept on staring at the beautiful lady on the screen. She bit her lips as she tried to muffle her whimper, and tears slowly pooled in her eyes.

However, no matter how much she tried to hold it, her tears slowly dropped from the corner of her eyes and wet the phone screen.

Priscilla gritted her teeth when she saw more and more tears wet the screen. She lifted her phone and smashed it to the ground.

CRACK!

Priscilla heard a crack from the phone, but she didn't care.

She grabbed a pillow on the sofa and tried to muffle her scream as much as possible.

"ARRRRRRGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" Priscilla was unable to control her own emotion. She was frustrated, angry, and also disappointed.

She didn't give a fuck about that ugly female joker because there was no way Vincent would be stupid enough to marry an ugly mad woman that belonged in the psychiatric ward.

But even she knew she was no match for the beautiful lady on the screen. She had that sweet-doe eyes, a ruddy complexion, a healthy body, sweet lips, and long chestnut hair. That gorgeous lady was obviously Chloe in her prime! She was the glamorous Chloe that Priscilla envied so much and the same Chloe that always occupied Vincent's heart.

Priscilla screamed again, but she heard a slam on the wall this time.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

"Oii! Shut up! It's midnight!" She heard the next-door neighbor slam the wall and yell at her. Priscilla glared at the wall and grabbed a wooden stool not far from her. She got up and slammed the wooden stool to the wall until it broke.

BAM! BAM! BAM! CRACK!

"YOU SHUT UP OR I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!" Priscilla yelled even harder than her neighbor to vent her anger. Much to Priscilla's disdain, there was no more protest from the other side of the wall.

She was actually thinking about picking up a fight with her neighbor, so she could vent out.

Priscilla looked down and saw her cracked phone screen. But even though that cracked screen, she could still see the beautiful picture of glamorous Chloe.

She gritted her teeth and stomped on her phone with all her power while yelling, "FUCK YOU, CHLOE!"