Chapter 362

The VIP lounge was buzzing with tension the moment Bryant stepped in, transforming the air into something palpable. Everyone’s expression shifted dramatically, except for Gregory, practically radiating hostility.

Klein’s fury seemed to dissipate, leaving behind a veneer of a businessman’s composure and shrewdness. “Mr. Ferguson, your wife… is Ms. Webster?” he inquired, his gaze finally acknowledging my presence, granting me an identity.

Bryant’s voice was chilly as he retorted, “What do you think?”

“Mr. Ferguson, it would be smart to tell the difference between your wife and your ex–wife,” Gregory suggested coldly, though his firm stance was unmistakable.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be sure to send you an invitation when we remarry,” Bryant quipped, attempting to pull me away from Gregory.

But Gregory stood firm, causing the tension to rise even further.

The fear of an impending blood draw had momentarily distracted me from the discomfort in my body, but Bryant’s arrival comforted me. And yet, the itch was unbearable.

Struggling against Gregory’s grip, I said, “You should… take care of Lilliana’s situation

first.”

and

want to go with him?” Gregory seemed to misunderstand, his gaze darkening as if he were

you? Let Mrs. Ferguson

ex–wife!” Gregory countered

her wheelchair, wheeled by a servant, Lilliana

shifted, I pulled

had arranged a VIP suite for my infusion. Bryant didn’t object, and I wasn’t in a place to refuse, feeling

at the door,

washing up at our doorstep. If I had known Ms. Webster was Mrs. Ferguson, no

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how you judge people by appearances?” York

a few more words, and ever diplomatic, York would likely

not the Ford family, a powerhouse in its own right. Pushed too far, a united front

asking, “Why are

find you.” Noticing my discomfort with the IV, he adjusted the flow rate. “At the Myers family gathering, you disappeared

was curious. “Why were you looking

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