Chapter 675: Nothing but Sophistry!

Daisy clearly just remembered this reason, she was stunned, then angrily retorted.

“Money-grubbing Veridians, so poor that they’re short-sighted, incomprehensible! You picked up the ring just to destroy the evidence!”

Cecilia Vaughn found this remark laughable to the point where she didn’t know what to say; she stood up coldly.

“Madam Daisy, regardless of whether you believe it or not, I am also a victim in today’s matter. At least according to the law, I can only be suspected of stealing your ring, but you immediately crucify me as a thief. Have you considered that the real thief might be getting away with it?”

Daisy snorted coldly, clearly uninterested in hearing Cecilia Vaughn’s explanation.

“Getting away with it? If I allow your nation, known for its ignorance and selfishness in the world, to steal on our nation’s land, that’s the greater disgrace. Veridians have been poor for half a century, you’re just yellow-skinned monkeys!”

Cecilia Vaughn hadn’t expected the prejudice against her country to be so severe.

The insult to her was secondary now; insulting the country she belonged to was truly unacceptable!

“Madam Daisy, I advise you to be careful with your words. Even Mr. Hugo, who wrote ‘Notre Dame Cathedral’, said there were two thieves back in the days, and one of them was the famous Vessaria—your country. If you say Veridians have been poor for half a century, then to Veridians, you’ve been poor for thousands of years!”

Cecilia Vaughn hadn’t intended to be so aggressive on someone else’s territory, but the attitude was too vile!

Cecilia Vaughn thought Adrian Law would disapprove of her saying this.

After all, this banquet really had a celebratory purpose for the Law Group’s prior collaboration, but Adrian and Cecilia Vaughn kept a low profile, not using the inter-company networking nature, so they stayed at a small corner, barely anyone knew Cecilia Vaughn and Adrian Law were the actual main personalities of the event.

However, to Cecilia Vaughn’s surprise, Adrian Law suddenly smiled approvingly, then held the girl’s waist with an arrogant air.

“Cecilia, you are absolutely right. These people lagging behind our nation by thousands of years later stealing Veridian goods to catch up, what’s there to be proud of?”

Originally, Madam Daisy was belittling Veridians for loving tiny gains and being strong in utilitarianism; many Veridians coming to Vessaria for work or tourism had lamentably low qualities, petty thefts, even more egregious incidents happened in Caelus.

She fully expected someone to agree as she slammed Cecilia Vaughn on this occasion, yet who knew Cecilia Vaughn and Adrian Law’s citing Mr. Hugo’s words made quite a few Vessarians present lower their heads in shame.

“You all…use specious arguments!”

Daisy was so furious that her cheeks flushed red, those pale purple eyes turned rather sinister, the originally elegant noblewoman’s image crumbled, instead laughably resembling a clown.

…

At this moment, the live broadcast in Veridia continued.

The bullet comments were closed throughout.

So upon seeing Cecilia Vaughn and Adrian Law defend their nation’s dignity, many of those who initially vilified Cecilia Vaughn couldn’t help but feel a certain camaraderie.

The public opinion on Weibo experienced a slight reversal.

——Am I the only one who found Cecilia Vaughn and The Eldest Young Master Law’s counter to that French noblewoman named Daisy at the Vessarian banquet very satisfying?

——I’m really happy to see someone proactively stand up for our country’s image; these days there’s too much foreign fawning. I was initially worried they would keep bowing their heads not to offend that Caelus wine merchant. I can’t bear vilifying Cecilia Vaughn, maybe she really didn’t steal that ring.

——Come on, isn’t it a bit exaggerated?! The emerald ring of Madam Daisy was found in Cecilia Vaughn’s bag; no matter how eloquently she speaks, it doesn’t change that fact.

…

The debate intensified due to this shift in public opinion.

——What if, like Cecilia Vaughn said, someone deliberately framed her?

——Funny, who would frame her?! You could say it’s strong jealousy or other reasons in Veridia, but they were quietly sitting in the corner at the Vessarian event, hardly any foreigners talking to them, so why play aloof? Most people probably don’t even know Cecilia Vaughn and Adrian Law’s status, why frame them?

——Your tone is odd? Why can’t the couple enjoy some quiet time together? Your Weibo is full of little quotes on self-reflection happiness. I think people nowadays are way too indulgent with foreigners; just because they’re non-Veridian doesn’t mean they don’t do harm!

——Bit off-topic, but we have a Frenchman at my school who’s obsessed with wearing traditional Veridian clothing and claims to love Veridian culture; yet he can’t speak Veridian well, was dating several girls simultaneously, and irresponsibly left a girl pregnant. The school couldn’t deal with it, some even unjustly blamed the girls, claiming that Frenchman was innocent.

——Hey, isn’t that totally off-topic? What’s it got to do with Cecilia Vaughn?

——I’m just saying people may have blind trust in foreigners’ moral values, what if someone actually has a grudge against Cecilia Vaughn?

…

No matter the debates on Weibo, Cecilia Vaughn didn’t know people had started speaking for her.

She looked coldly at the vicious-faced Daisy.

“Madam Daisy, I suggest you thoroughly review all the surveillance and live footage in this hall first, maybe you could identify some suspicious individuals.”

“You suspect me, that’s fine, but I truly don’t advise you to judge so quickly.”

“Judge? Ha…do you want me to help find suspects for you? Poor people always have excuses!”

Madam Daisy arrogantly flicked her hair.

“I think it’s because when you went to get dessert earlier, you saw how precious my ring was, and your money-grubbing eyes lit up!”

…

This absurd logic made Cecilia Vaughn laugh.

“Poor?”

Before, when Madam Daisy repeatedly labeled her and Veridians as poor, Cecilia Vaughn didn’t defend herself.

But now, she genuinely felt it was like trying to explain ice to a summer insect.

Madam Daisy haughtily raised her chin, condescendingly gazing at Cecilia Vaughn as if she was a clown.

“Isn’t that so? Looking at what you’re wearing, you don’t even have any decent jewelry, your evening gown is pathetically plain, not at all ceremonious!”