Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 221

The leaked photo was a security camera screenshot from the hospital corridor.

Despite the grainy quality, the two men locked in a violent brawl were clearly visible, while Madeline's silhouette standing off to the side was circled in bright red.

Even with the terrible resolution, Lucius and Silas were far too famous. Within half an hour, internet sleuths had unearthed every single detail.

The comment section was an absolute warzone.

"Who the hell is this woman? She got two billionaires to throw hands in public?"

"Found her, found her! Her name is Madeline, Lucius's ex-wife. Though Wikipedia says they only finalized the divorce recently."

"Wait a minute, ex-wife? I literally just read yesterday that Lucius got engaged to some massive heiress. Why is he brawling over his ex outside an OB-GYN ward?"

"Girl, you missed half the drama! The new fiancée was literally in the same hospital yesterday, apparently recovering from a miscarriage scare.

So the full timeline is: Lucius took his pregnant fiancée to the hospital, sneaked out to harass his ex-wife, and ended up throwing punches with her new man."

"Holy shit. What kind of absolute trash is this guy?"

"Oh my god, the billionaire elite are so messy!"

"CEO of Whitman Group? So he's just another cheating scumbag playing both sides? Babysitting the mistress's pregnancy while fighting over his ex-wife in the hallway?

No matter how glamorous they look in suits, they are rotten to the core."

"Exactly! He's absolutely disgusting. Madeline, whatever you do, do not take him back! Trash belongs in the dumpster."

The public outrage snowballed into a massive avalanche.

Inside Liliana's hospital room, Sheri clutched her phone, her face livid with rage.

"Liliana, look at this! Madeline is an absolute jinx. Now the entire internet is dragging Lucius through the mud.

We should have had her thrown in prison the second we had the chance! Liliana, why did you let her go? Why did you swallow that insult..."

Liliana leaned back against her pillows, her complexion paler than the hospital walls. She stared dead at the scrolling comments on the screen, gripping her phone so hard her knuckles turned white, consumed by a suffocating wave of despair.

But she was actually terrified of something completely different—what exactly did Lucius feel for Madeline?

When a man stoops so low as to physically brawl over a woman, that woman has already won.

And as for Liliana? Even with his child growing in her womb, even after an engagement party where every guest bowed and called her 'Mrs. Whitman'—

The projector in the conference room was displaying the roadmap for their next quarter's product launch.

Silas sat directly across the polished table from her, wearing a pristine new suit. He looked immaculate, as if the messy brawl from the night before was a sheer hallucination.

They exchanged a single, knowing glance across the long table, neither saying a word.

But they both knew—the storm had finally hit.

Madeline's phone had been buzzing non-stop since 7:00 AM.

First, it was relentless calls from media outlets who somehow bought her private number, and then came the barrage of texts from 'friends' she hadn't spoken to in a decade, all suddenly deeply concerned.

Their texts were identically predictable: "Maddy, are you okay? Is all that crazy stuff online actually true?"

She simply flipped her phone over, placing it face-down on the mahogany table.

But halfway through the presentation, the Marketing Director just couldn't hold it in any longer.

The middle-aged executive adjusted his glasses, his tone incredibly cautious.

"Director Monroe... um... should we deploy PR to address the online situation first? Right now, the top three trending topics globally are... well, they're all about you."