Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 325

Determined to outshine everyone at the gala, Sheri Yates spared no expense, paying her agent a fortune to secure a haute couture gown from a top designer.

She spent the entire morning at a luxury spa getting full-body skin treatments, ensuring she looked utterly flawless.

To win Liliana Lansbury's favor, Sheri even parted with one of her most prized, limited-edition designer bags, ignoring the financial sting.

She desperately wanted Liliana to introduce her to Quentin at the party.

Liliana had just received a message from Eleanor assuring her she could attend as the Prescott Heiress, so her anxiety vanished, and she happily accepted the bag while hinting that she wanted another one. Although reluctant, Sheri promised to buy it for her as long as the introduction went smoothly.

Since she had already greased the wheels, Liliana assumed Quentin wouldn't embarrass her and might even treat her like his long-lost princess, so she agreed without hesitation.

She even felt that attending this gala as a Prescott would cement her status as the most powerful young socialite in the city.

Unfortunately, since she was pregnant, she knew she had missed her chance to seduce Quentin.

Otherwise, she would have tried to snag the tycoon for herself.

For now, she had to sit back and watch Sheri try her luck.

"Quentin isn't an ordinary man," Liliana drawled. "Even if you meet him, it doesn't mean you'll seal the deal."

Like Lucius, Gavin refused to acknowledge Liliana as the new Mrs. Whitman, refusing to use her married title.

Lucius's expression darkened; he knew leveraging her fake connection to the Prescotts would be advantageous, but he refused to validate their sham of a marriage.

"If Arthur finds out..."

Gavin's warning irritated Lucius, as he knew his grandfather wanted him to swallow the betrayal and use Liliana for political gain, so he let out a frustrated breath and snapped, "She can find her own way there."

When Lucius arrived at the Prescott estate, Gavin was utterly speechless, marveling at the property that was more magnificent than he had imagined, with the mountain road flanked by meticulously landscaped gardens that marked the beginning of the billionaire's territory. This land could have held eighty luxury mansions, but the Prescotts had turned it into a private botanical paradise.