Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 147

Compared to Madeline's radiant, luxurious display, Liliana looked pathetically shabby. Because she couldn't reach Lucius, no one had paid the towering stack of medical bills at the hospital.

Ever since Lucius declared he was going back for Madeline, he truly hadn't visited her again.

Liliana struggled to accept this reality throughout her entire treatment. No matter how many pleading texts she sent, he left her on read. If she hadn't borrowed money from Sheri and used the balance on that card, she would have been buried in debt.

She was forced to max out the supplementary card Lucius gave her. Compounded by the fact that she had drained her savings bribing the professors to diagnose her legs as untreatable, she had had to sell off many of her beloved designer bags and jewelry.

Liliana was accustomed to an extravagant lifestyle, always playing the part of a high-society heiress. Sneaking into this event like a commoner made her feel incredibly cheap and humiliated.

But none of that mattered, she told herself. Once she found Lucius, his heart would soften, and he would shower her with money again.

Moreover, she had a massive bombshell to drop. With this secret weapon, Lucius would undoubtedly run right back into her arms.

But watching Madeline parade around, spending what Liliana assumed was Lucius's money on extravagant jewels, infuriated her. It felt as if Madeline was spending her money.

At that moment, Liliana's eyes remained glued to Madeline.

An idea struck her.

Madeline had stepped out of the main hall to use the restroom. She pulled open the stall door and stepped inside.

Just as she was about to lock it, a hand suddenly grabbed the edge of the door.

It was a soft, pampered hand with an elaborate manicure, accented by a Swarovski crystal.

It was Liliana's.

Liliana pushed the stall door wide open.

Madeline found her ridiculous. She hadn't looked closely earlier, but now she noticed that aside from the stubborn manicure, Liliana was surprisingly unadorned. In the past, the woman would have at least five or six luxury bracelets stacked on her wrists.

She hadn't expected Madeline to not only steal the spotlight with her gown, but also to effortlessly call out her outdated, recycled outfit.

Liliana felt that the stunning dress Madeline wore rightfully belonged to her.

What a waste.

Liliana's expression twisted. She eyed the dress—the one Lucius must have bought, the one that should have been hers—now draped over Madeline.

Madeline sensed the malice in her stare and immediately ordered coldly, "Get out."

Liliana didn't budge, completely consumed by jealousy.

Lucius used to only drop that kind of money on her.