Apocalypse: Reborn with a Soul Sync Farming Space System-Chapter 47 The Truth in Room 721

Gasps echoed across the room, even the servants watching from behind the door couldn’t help but cover their mouths.

All eyes fell on Camile with questions, and some even held disappointment and accusations, while others were confused.

"What do you mean, Laurel?" Grandpa Wayne finally asked, slamming his walking stick on the tiled floor.

Although it was Grandpa Wayne who had asked the questions, all eyes turned to Laurel, even Alexander’s eyes held mixed expressions.

The servants pressed their ears against the wall to listen to the latest gossip in the Wayne mansion.

Camile blinked her eyes, tears clung to her lashes. "Laurel... I don’t know what I did to you for you to hate me this much... you are even going as far as to frame me with lies?" Her brows knitted in sadness.

Ronan hurried to her side, helping her up.

Laurel’s gaze slowly studied the expression of the Wayne family, before settling on Camile’s face.

"On that fateful day, I suddenly got a text from your friend Anna, she wrote to me that you were drunk and I should come pick you up from room 721."

Camile staggered back, if not for Ronan holding her, she might have fallen on her butt.

Laurel had kept the secret from Camile, because she never wanted to bring her into the mess, and didn’t want her to be called names like she was called. She preferred her sister to be seen in a good light and with a good reputation.

"What you mean is that the room 721 I found myself in was originally booked by Camille?" Alexander asked, his expression grave.

Laurel nodded. "Yes... and when you all claimed Mr. Wayne was the victim, you all don’t know the burden I have borne all this time... and the irony was, I was also a victim." Laurel’s voice cracked.

"Do you all know what it feels like to enter a room with hope to help your sister, but end up in a situation like this?" She couldn’t hold back the tears falling from her eyes.

"You all labeled me as a rat from a gutter, that I wasn’t worth being with Mr. Wayne, that I was a pretentious vixen... but you are wrong. I don’t need anybody’s validation, so nobody should expect me to act in a certain way, I don’t owe any of you a single thing.

So if you want the vixen who started this whole mess, there she is." Laurel pointed at Camile.

Camile quickly waved her hand in the air. "It’s a lie, she is lying." She began crying.

"Sister, if you want me to leave, I will. You don’t have to go this far... I just want you to know that I will always love you as my sister, even though we are not related by blood, you are the only sister I will have in this lifetime." She sniffled, dabbing her eyes with her finger, her eyes studying the Waynes’ expression.

Silence stretched across the room, suffocating with tension.

The Wayne family’s gaze moved between the two sisters. Who was lying and who was telling the truth?

Laurel felt a small warm hand around her trembling fist. When she looked down, Tina was looking up at her with a serious gaze. "I believe you, Aunty Laurel."

Her words made Laurel’s heart clench in a good way... There was someone who finally believed her.

Laurel smiled at her, ruffling Tina’s hair. "Thank you for believing in me."

Alexander’s eyes lingered on Laurel. His heart clenched tightly in his chest... This was what she meant when she said she was the one who helped him.

After listening to her words, fragments of memories from that flashed through his head... She was different from the lady who had led him inside the room.

Although he couldn’t recall everything that happened, he remembered her innocent and surprised look when she opened the door in her baggy pants.

That was the only thing he could remember.

He stepped forward. "Laurel, I believe you." He said with an apologetic expression.

He felt sorry for the way he had treated all this while thinking she was the one who had drugged him... Now he could see the reason she disliked him so much and wanted a divorce.

Laurel was taken aback by his words. ’Why is he different now from the past? He never believed me and would side with Camile at any little chance he could get. Why has he changed?’

"I believe she wouldn’t falsely accuse her sister." Grandma Wayne finally spoke out.

Ronan lashed out like a dog. "How could you all side with someone as manipulative as her? Can’t you see what she is doing? Camile would never stoop so low to climb into my brother’s bed. The real vixen here is Laurel."

"If I didn’t know better I would have thought she was your wife," Laurel said calmly, wiping the tears away from her eyes.

At the accusation, Ronan immediately pulled away from Camile. "I... I am just stating the obvious." He stammered, but his gaze burned with agitation.

"It doesn’t matter who is right or wrong, we should send both of them away from our Wayne family." Felicia finally spoke.

"I bet both of them are putting on a show in front of us, so we can let Camille stay," Vera said with a frown.

"Do you think it is only about that? I bet they have both cooked up plans to steal the Waynes’ wealth. Imagine one sister is trying to get brother Alexander wrapped in her hands, and the other sister is targeting brother Ronan even though he is married." Jade said with her chin tilted high.

As long as she was concerned, her words were right even if there was no brain in it... after all she needed it.

"Enough!" Grandpa Wayne finally had enough.

Everyone shut their mouth, no one was willing to get on the bad side of the Wayne patriarch, even in his old age, his authority and aura from years in the business world, and underground politics, was not to trifle with.

"Let the two sisters sort the issue out... but for now, send Camile out. Only when Mrs. Wayne will have her back in the mansion, can she return to the Wayne mansion."

With the wave of his hand, two men guarding the Wayne mansion, stepped forward. They grabbed Camile by her hand, dragging her out of the Wayne Mansion.

"Stop! Laurel, you will regret this! Stop!... Ronan!" Her screams faded away.

"Grandpa!" Ronan called out, but he was blatantly ignored.

Seeing no one was siding with him, he shot Laurel a sharp glare before turning to run after Camile.