Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 271

A massive fleet of private jets.

Exclusive private islands.

The terrifying scale of his empire was something the Whitman family couldn't even begin to comprehend.

This was what a true global titan looked like.

She took a slow sip of the banquet tea.

A sudden, chaotic roar erupted near the grand entrance.

The monumental ceremony was apparently starting, even though the groom was still missing.

Madeline's eyes locked onto Liliana.

Liliana was draped in the exact type of ultra-extravagant, fairy-tale gown Madeline had once desperately dreamed of wearing.

It required a small army of attendants just to carry the massive, sprawling train.

A breathtaking, multi-million-dollar diamond tiara rested heavily on her head.

Back when Madeline married Lucius...

They hadn't hosted a grand banquet.

She never had the chance to wear something so obscenely lavish.

It had just been a quiet, pathetic dinner with a few relatives at the Whitman Estate.

She had chosen a dress that felt impossibly expensive at the time, but looking back now, it was little more than a cheap rag.

It was chosen purely because it was practical for moving around the tables.

Back then, she was so completely blinded by love.

She didn't care about the humiliation, and she meticulously preserved that cheap dress for years.

Now, the Whitmans were giving Liliana the world: the grotesque luxury, the elite audience, the masterfully crafted gown, the priceless jewels.

Everything she had fantasized about in her naive youth was right there.

But sitting here now, she didn't feel a single ounce of envy.

As Liliana made her grand entrance.

Silas suddenly spotted Lucius emerging from the shadows, pushing a woman in a wheelchair.

Lucius had finally shown his face.

But Silas had no idea who the disheveled woman in the wheelchair was.

She screamed it over and over: "Homewrecker! Die!"

Each scream was more deafening than the last.

Liliana looked around in horror. The elite guests weren't even trying to hide their amusement, pointing at her and laughing openly.

She shot a look of venomous hatred at Seraphina.

"Mom, how could you say such a horrible thing?" Liliana wailed, tears streaming down her face.

"I'm your daughter-in-law, not some homewrecker! Lucius and I grew up together! That filthy trash Madeline is the real homewrecker!"

No matter how desperately she shrieked her lies, Seraphina mechanically repeated those three words: "Homewrecker! Die!"

"Homewrecker! Die!"

At that moment, Arthur, who had been busy networking, and Sheri, who was hunting for the Prescott heir, finally pushed through the crowd.

Sheri desperately yanked the tangled fabric out from under Liliana's heel and hauled her up.

Arthur's face was purple with apocalyptic rage, completely ignoring the cameras. "What the hell are you doing, you miserable little bastard?!"

Lucius met his grandfather's eyes dead-on. "Arthur, I don't want to marry Liliana. Have you forgotten your own rule? When Dad wanted a divorce, you said the original wife is always the best."