The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 101:

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Rachel had meticulously planned a garden party.

Most of the guests were women from Rachel's elite social circles. Though laughter and casual chit-chat filled the air, beneath the polished surface ran an undercurrent of subtle power plays and negotiations. The women, all smiling, knew each other, at least on the surface. No one let their guard down, each interaction carefully measured.

Rachel kindly handed an elegant velvet box to Mrs. Reyes. “I couldn't attend your birthday last time, so here's a late gift. “I hope you don’t mind.”

Mrs. Reyes accepted the box with a practiced smile, her fingers sliding over the soft fabric. “Rachel, you shouldn't have done that,” she said, letting out a light laugh. She opened the box and inside was a delicate necklace whose diamond centerpiece caught the afternoon sun and threw bright sparks of light in all directions.

“My goodness,” Mrs. Reyes exclaimed, her eyes wide with genuine surprise. “This must have cost a fortune, Rachel. You are too generous.” Mrs. Reyes admired the piece and put it back in the box with a pleased expression.

Rachel then turned to Mrs. Reyes's little son and patted him on the head.

She pulled out a limited edition toy from behind her, its shiny packaging catching the boy's attention.

The boy barely looked up from his tablet game as he took the toy from Rachel's hand.

Mrs. Reyes' smile faltered for a moment before she turned to her son, her tone now firm. “Ted, what do you say to Mrs. Gray?”

But the boy didn't answer. Grabbing his new prize, he ran off without even looking back. Mrs. Reyes forced a light laugh, her smile now a little strained. “I've spoiled him so much. “I’m sorry.” Raquel’s smile remained polite. “Don't worry.

He looked back at the fence, a hint of worry creeping into his calm demeanor.

Where the hell was Alice?

When Alice finally arrived, she thought about sending a message to Caden, warning him to keep his distance today; After all, appearances were everything in her world, and misunderstandings could spread like wildfire. But to her surprise, Caden had not yet arrived.

She looked around, but there was no sign of him. After a moment of hesitation, she shrugged and headed for the party.

a group of women were huddled together, their conversation animated, with bursts of laughter echoing throughout

Alicia was coming,

you believe they had been

Bennett so irresistible to men?” another woman

her because she's a precious treasure or a humiliating disgrace!” Mrs. Reyes giggled, a high-pitched sound that cut through the air. “Every man likes to tell what he has. If his wife is beautiful and talented, why

had been scathing, but Ms. Reyes' words were the icing

their sentiment, their giggles bubbling with a kind

and now she's struggling to make a name for herself in showbiz. Just when she’s trying to move on,

commented: "I saw her a while ago, her face and figure were fine I guess. So why

taken her away already. Nowadays, it's all about filters and special effects. Who knows what she looks

enjoying his

remained silent, her eyes darting around nervously. She had seen Alice not far away, hovering within

had heard every

stride, she

and, with a

Reyes turned slowly, her smug smile faltering as

framed her soft shoulders. Her skin glowed under the soft light and her lightly made-up

in full bloom amidst a garden of thorns.

Reyes blinked,

Alice had heard her cruel jokes, while another part of

from the image they had painted moments ago, Alice

even more stunning

pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Reyes.” Alicia's smile was warm and radiant, enough to light up any room. “And what, may

Reyes, momentarily lost in her own thoughts, blinked as

second, a trace of worry flickered through her mind, but it disappeared just as quickly. After all, Alice was a woman dealing

she replied, “Oh, Mrs. Bennett, have we made too much noise? “You must have heard our conversation.” The words were condescending, a clear attempt to dismiss Alice

she said lightly. "Perhaps your voice has become softer with age, making it difficult to