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.

would further humiliate Alicia. Given Alicia and Joshua's bitter divorce, she thought he would take pleasure in her suffering. But instead, Joshua still harbored feelings for Alicia, and his anger turned on Randolph, avenging

had failed

you,” she whispered, her voice shaking with emotion. “I never wanted

at least their wives are by their side. And

recent years their fortune had dwindled. The stability they enjoyed had crumbled like loose stones. Without the safety net of a powerful alliance,

glance, trying to maintain her composure. But tonight, something inside her snapped, and she couldn't take it anymore. She ran from the room, covering her

completely sober. The thought of the Gray family's downfall

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

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

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

a cab, she didn't notice Caden's

little more than a temporary inconvenience in his world. With a

hung in the air like thick smoke. He raised his glass to Caden twice in a

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

with indignation. “And now I've

the first blow, setting

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

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

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

said, lowering his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. He leaned in, eager to

satisfied smile, I put the document away. Randolph, knowing the deal was sealed,

was able to eat with ease, savoring each bite as if it were

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

corners of his lips. “I’m saving my

her jaw and took