His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius by Derk Blaylock

Chapter 93:

Bethany, unimpressed, snorted and replied, “Who knows if she is really drunk or just putting on an act?”

“You—” Ryan started, his irritation evident, but he stopped short. He knew better than to push Bethany too far, given her identity.

Before the tension could escalate, Lucas’ low, emotionless voice cut through the air. “What are you doing here?” he asked Belinda.

Belinda met his gaze with calm composure. “I just noticed someone I know and thought I’d come over to say hello.”

Ryan, seizing the chance, spoke before Lucas could reply. “Well, now that you’ve done that, you can leave.”

Belinda turned her head lazily, fixing Ryan with a pointed look. “Whether I leave or stay is up to me. Why are you trying to interfere here?”

Ryan was rendered at a loss for words for a moment, his expression darkening as frustration flared in his eyes. With a cold laugh, he retorted sarcastically, “Well, well, looks like your newfound status really has emboldened you! Mr. Thomas’ goddaughter is indeed not to be trifled with.”

“If you’re aware of that, then maybe you should shut

glared at Belinda, having nothing

seat, observed Belinda with a casual demeanor, narrowing his eyes slightly. His eyes

here to greet them? That was not true.

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rouse Verena. “Miss Reed, wake up now. You should let go of Lucas

Verena slapped Bethany’s hand away, groaning, “Don’t touch me! Go away… I don’t want anyone else! Lucas… Lucas… I only want

about her intoxication. Her eyes were closed; it seemed like she really

gets clingy when she is drunk. She just happened to be sitting beside

understand this, Mrs. Clark. Once she

help but let out a laugh. The absurdity

shot Belinda a questioning look, silently

forward slowly, her eyes scanning Verena before locking briefly with Lucas’. Lucas met her gaze, his dark eyes calm and unreadable.