His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius

Chapter 690:

“Stop right there!” Lucas’s voice cut sharply through the air.

Frozen mid-step, Verena turned around, her eyes filled with tears, looking hurt. Such an emotional display might have softened most men. But Lucas, unmoved by any woman except Belinda, remained as impassive as ever. His detachment was evident, and he clearly deemed Verena’s actions overly dramatic.

His gaze was intense as he stared at her, his words chillingly clear. “I’m not concerned whether your actions were deliberate or not. Just remember this warning: If you repeat this behavior, don’t expect my tolerance next time!” Lucas’s warning left Verena ghostly pale.

It was something she had never anticipated—to be spoken to so harshly by Lucas. As her heart ached, her jealousy and hatred toward Belinda surged uncontrollably.

Trying to respond, Verena replied, “Lucas, you—”

“Enough!” Lucas interjected abruptly before she could finish her sentence.

Then, he commanded, “Leave now!”

Verena’s intended words faltered in her throat. Her complexion turned pale. In the end, she didn’t even know how she had left Lucas’s office. The chill of Lucas’s aura matched his cold stare, both equally forbidding. Thankfully, Belinda had believed his version of events. Otherwise, he would have been unable to clear his name.

Lucas made a mental note to further distance himself from Verena going forward.

In a private room of a restaurant, the gathering inside was notably peculiar. Baker, the family head, was joined by his mistress Holley and Kylee, his daughter with his wife. Indeed, such a scene would seem odd to anyone.

Ever since Kylee uncovered her real identity, Baker had toyed with the idea of bringing Kylee and Holley together. Yet, Kylee consistently rejected the proposal, leaving the issue unresolved until now.noveldrama

When Holley looked at Kylee, a wave of eagerness washed over her. She longed to reach out but hesitated, fearing rejection.

Her voice barely a whisper, Holley said, “Kylee, I… I’m your mother.”

The word “mother” struck Kylee like a shard of ice, her pupils shrinking as her expression shifted.

“You’re not my mother!” Kylee erupted, her glare searing into Holley.

Hearing this, Holley felt a wave of sadness wash over her. She sensed Kylee’s scorn cutting through her. Thinking of that, her expression turned sorrowful.

Baker, visibly upset, said, “Kylee, with everything laid bare, why deny the truth any longer? This woman before you is your real mother!”

Kylee’s expression hardened into a mask of defiance. She didn’t even want to look at Holley.

With a resigned shake of her head, Holley said to Baker, “It’s alright, Baker. It’s natural for Kylee to struggle with this. Let’s give her some time.”

Baker turned to Kylee, “Are you aware of the lengths your mother went to protect you? Remember when Belinda suddenly developed that artichoke allergy?”

Puzzlement creased Kylee’s brow as she met Baker’s eyes, silent.

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