The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 132:

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But Rachel still feared Caden deeply, a weight she couldn't easily shake off. Joshua was despicable, but Caden… he was a different kind of ruthless. If she and Randolph were caught up in one of their schemes, the path forward would be nothing short of treacherous.

“Randolph, can’t we find another way?” she pleaded, gripping his arm tightly, her voice shaking with despair. “This deal… isn’t worth the risk we’re taking.”

Randolph’s expression darkened, his patience wearing thin. Her tearful pleas grated on his nerves and he couldn't help but lash out at her. “You have no say in this matter!”

The next instant, he slapped Rachel, knocking her off her chair. She fell to the floor with a thud, a muffled moan escaping her lips.

Her side ached, but she suppressed any sound, knowing she shouldn't scream. Embarrassment burned her cheeks as she slowly stood up, thankful there was no one else in the private room to witness her humiliation.

He slowly sat back in his chair, his gaze cast down, his spirits crushed. He had long since grown accustomed to submission, and with such serious matters at hand he dared not provoke Randolph any further.

Yet as she sat silently, he continued to berate her. “This is all your fault!” I have barked.

Rachel's chest tightened. How could she blame her?

“My fault?” she repeated incredulously, her voice a mixture of pain and disbelief. “I didn't do anything.”

Randolph's taunt cut through her like a knife. "If you hadn't fought with Alicia, none of this would have gotten out of hand."

“Randolph!” Rachel's voice rose with a spark of defiance, her frustration boiling over. “It was you who said you couldn't stand Alicia and wanted to teach her a lesson! I tried to stop you, but you wouldn't listen. Now that things have exploded, you're blaming me.”

“I told you to teach him a lesson, yes,” Randolph growled, eyes narrowed. “But why did you have to involve Joshua?”

Rachel's gaze wavered, flickering with guilt.

take pleasure in her suffering. But instead, Joshua still harbored

had

been wronged. “I did it for you,” she whispered, her voice shaking with emotion. “I never wanted things to turn out this way. I'm upset too, Randolph. Why don’t you realize

least their wives are by their

not poor, but in recent years their fortune had dwindled. The stability they enjoyed had crumbled like

her snapped, and she couldn't take it anymore. She ran from the room, covering her

hotel, the cold, biting wind blew through her, leaving her completely sober. The thought of the Gray family's downfall filled her with dread. The judgment of these high society women, these well-groomed vultures,

now would be unbearable, it would be like stripping away the fabric that held her together. Without it, she felt

but she swallowed them back, burying her grievances deep within. Her mind raced and

Maybe if he could make peace

cab, she didn't notice Caden's black car pulling into the hotel's

pity: Rachel was little more than a temporary inconvenience in his world. With a disdainful look, he continued

He raised his glass to Caden twice in

was a plea for help, a last hold on what dignity he had left. Then, with bitter

eyes shining with indignation. “And now I've fallen

of his wine, remaining impassive. Joshua had struck the first blow, setting off

the death blow to Randolph's finances, quietly dismantling his empire from within. Randolph had no idea who was the real mastermind behind his downfall, and he still believed Joshua was

change to me. But tell me, Mr. Gray, what are

sleepless nights and endless scheming. With shaking hands, he reached into his coat pocket

is Joshua’s secret,” Randolph said, lowering his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. He leaned in, eager to fan the flames of

put the document away. Randolph, knowing the deal was sealed, exhaled deeply.

savoring each

still, barely touching his plate. A flash of

mischievous smile curling the corners of his lips. “I’m

she set her jaw and took a cab straight to the Yates mansion.