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.

further humiliate Alicia. Given Alicia and Joshua's bitter divorce, she thought he would take pleasure in

had failed

despite the outcome, she couldn't shake the feeling of having been wronged. “I did it for you,” she whispered, her voice

least their wives

had dwindled. The stability they enjoyed had crumbled like loose stones.

couldn't take it anymore. She ran from the

cold, biting wind blew through her, leaving her completely sober. The thought of the Gray family's downfall filled

sting of his snide remarks. Losing her dignity now would be unbearable, it would be like stripping away the fabric

but she swallowed them back, burying her grievances deep within. Her mind raced and she was already formulating a plan to help Randolph out of the

if he could

hailed a cab, she didn't notice Caden's black

her departure, but felt no pity: Rachel was little more than a

lit private room, Randolph's frustration hung in the air like thick smoke. He raised his glass to Caden twice in a row, his

help, a last hold on what dignity he had left. Then,

indignation. “And now I've fallen right into his trap! “I never thought he’d turn

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

actions had only cracked the surface. It was Caden himself who dealt the death blow to Randolph's finances, quietly dismantling his empire from within. Randolph had no idea who was the real mastermind behind his

mused, setting down his glass. “That's chump change to me. But tell me, Mr. Gray, what are you going to offer to prove

reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a worn document, its edges slightly frayed.

Joshua’s secret,” Randolph said, lowering his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. He leaned in, eager to fan the flames of Caden's well-known grudge against Joshua. “Mr. “Ward,

the document, rubbing his thumb across its surface. With a satisfied smile, I put the document away.

eat with ease, savoring each bite as

scanned the table and settled on Caden, who stood stock still, barely touching his plate. A flash of curiosity crossed Randolph's mind. “Mr. Ward,” he asked,

chuckled softly, a mischievous smile curling the corners of his lips. “I’m

only to have the calls go unanswered. Determined, she set her jaw and