Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 215

Eleanor privately thought Liliana was a cheap social climber, but right now, she needed her to win over Arthur Whitman.

Arthur only had Lucius as his heir. As long as they formed a stable marriage alliance, the Whitmans would throw their weight behind her due to their mutual interests.

Eleanor absolutely refused to let anyone ruin this, especially at such a critical juncture.

She fully intended to use Liliana's incident as an excuse to cripple Madeline once and for all.

She wanted to ensure Madeline never showed her face in front of her again.

Lance, the bodyguard, immediately stepped up to do the dirty work, but this time, things were different.

Silas reacted faster. Tall and imposing, he blocked Lance's path.

Not only did he completely shield Madeline behind his back, but he also glared furiously at the bodyguard.

The usually arrogant brute suddenly hesitated.

Lance turned to look at Eleanor, who was gnashing her teeth.

"This little girl sure is capable, always finding men to take a knife for her."

Lucius chimed in to defend her as well. "Mrs. Prescott, Madeline didn't harass me. We haven't even figured out what really happened yet."

Silas thought to himself that Lucius had finally said something honest.

Madeline hadn't harassed Lucius at all. If anything, Lucius was the one relentlessly hounding Madeline, even just moments ago.

Silas couldn't resist turning his sights on Lucius, both out of anger and to deflect the pressure off Madeline.

"As her fiancé and the father of her child, you should bear the ultimate responsibility for Liliana almost miscarrying. You actually skipped your own engagement ceremony yesterday?

Do you have any respect for this marriage at all? You didn't show the bride even a shred of basic decency. If she miscarried because she was stressed or heartbroken, the blame falls entirely on you."

Lucius was visibly stunned. Eleanor shifted her attention to Lucius, genuinely bewildered by this revelation.

"When did I ever say I was going to marry you?"

Liliana's heart had plummeted, and she scrambled to say, "Lucius, I know I was rushing things, but our baby can't wait..."

"How exactly did this baby happen? I protected you, but don't kid yourself. If you were drugged and assaulted, would you still marry your attacker?"

Liliana bit her lower lip hard, consumed by rage, but she still begged pitifully.

"Lucius, please just come for a little bit, just a moment. You're the groom, you can't just not show up. It'll humiliate me."

But Lucius was resolute. "You brought your grandmother to force my hand without my consent, and now you took it upon yourself to send out engagement invitations. Don't even dream about me showing up."

Liliana had broken down in tears, but he simply hung up on her.

She used to act so high and mighty, but for some reason, ever since she forced Madeline to divorce him, Liliana's status—which she thought would replace Madeline's—seemed to sink lower and lower.