Eva Mitchell reached out and patted the shoulder of the lady next to her. "It's not too late to see her true colors now. Honestly, I think that Sylvia Byrne is much better than someone as two-faced as her."
For women like them, who were part of the elite social circle, the biggest fear was another woman getting close to their husbands. They despised people like that.
Hazel Morgan's actions hit all their sore spots. Being friends with someone like her was risky—who knows when you might get betrayed? It was best to keep a distance.
"But isn't Sylvia Byrne..."
"What isn't she? Do you trust what you hear or what you see with your own eyes? She's right there in front of you. Martin Riley isn't a fool. If Sylvia Byrne were really like the rumors say, would he treat her this way?"
Martin Riley wasn't just anyone. If he valued someone, they certainly wouldn't be as bad as the gossip suggested.
