Regret Novel 119

V

Chapter 119

“Mr. Rayburn?” Mrs. Fontaine’s expression grew even more rigid, her voice faltering. “You… you’re with the Rayburns of Eldermere? That’s impossible!”

The Rayburns of Eldermere?

Even Charlotte was stunned. She’d assumed his last name was just a common one, nothing special. But it turned out he was the son of the wealthiest family in the South!

Wasn’t this the very same Rayburn family Uncle Jensen had been scheming to connect with through marriage?

The sales associate leaned in and whispered, “Mrs. Fontaine, the black card is genuine.”

Mrs. Fontaine swayed on her feet, still unable to believe it. The Rayburns were practically royalty in the South–how could Mrs. Rayburn possibly be an idiot?

“I said I’ve booked out the store. Why are there still people here?” Wesley’s tone was light, even smiling, but there was something chilling behind it as he looked at the sales associate.

The associate hurried over to Mrs. Fontaine. “Ma’am, maybe you should head out

for now?”

storm off.

“Wait.”

dread ran through Mrs.

Mrs. Rayburn. Don’t you think

favor, always for status or money. But Charlotte surprised him. The first time he saw her,

usually reserved mother had taken a liking to Charlotte, something she’d never done with anyone else in Eldermere. There was no

1/3

12:45

ter 119

dare protest. Swallowing her pride, she muttered an apology to Mrs.

to be called out again, quickly followed suit and

and spoke in the gentle, coaxing tone one might use with a child. “See, Mrs. Rayburn? They’ve both apologized. Doesn’t that

doll she held in her arms and smiled, nodding. “If Mommy’s happy, then her daughter’s happy

Mrs. Fontaine slipped into her car. She hesitated for a moment before finally picking up her phone and dialing

paperwork when her phone rang. She frowned as she answered.

just saw someone at

froze

window, then continued, “She’s more cunning than I thought. She’s managed to get in good

from Eldermere

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255