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.

Given Alicia and Joshua's bitter divorce, she thought he would take pleasure

had failed

the feeling of having been wronged. “I did it for you,” she whispered, her voice shaking with

at least their wives are by their

had dwindled. The stability they enjoyed had crumbled like loose stones. Without the safety net of a powerful alliance, she lived in constant fear of being slighted by the imposing

had swallowed every insult, every condescending glance, trying to maintain her composure. But tonight, something inside her snapped, and she couldn't take it

The thought of the Gray family's downfall filled her with dread. The judgment of these high society women, these well-groomed vultures, would be swift and

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

grievances deep within. Her mind raced and she was already formulating a plan to help Randolph out

relentless attacks were all because of Alicia. Maybe if he could make

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

her departure, but felt no pity: Rachel was little more than a temporary inconvenience in his world. With a disdainful look, he continued on

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

a plea for help, a last hold on what dignity he had

eyes shining with indignation. “And now I've fallen right into his trap! “I

had struck the first blow, setting off the chain of

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 downfall, and

his glass. “That's chump change to me. But tell me, Mr.

from sleepless nights and endless scheming. With shaking hands, he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a worn document,

in, eager to

the document, rubbing his thumb across its surface. With a satisfied smile, I put the document away. Randolph, knowing the deal was sealed, exhaled deeply.

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, frowning slightly, “don’t you like

of his lips. “I’m saving my

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