Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 461

Madeline knew exactly who the vile voice belonged to the second it hit her ears.

Liliana strutted into the room, tightly clinging onto Alastair's arm.

She had finally swapped out of her massive wedding gown into a sultry crimson evening dress. Supporting her heavily pregnant belly, her hair swept up into an elaborate updo, she practically radiated a sickening, triumphant glow.

Alastair leaned heavily beside her, his face a flushed scarlet from visibly consuming far too much alcohol.

Liliana's judgmental gaze dramatically swept over the shattered glass littered across the floor.

Then, she locked her vile eyes onto Madeline and Quentin, an impossibly smug, malicious smirk curling her lips.

"Quentin, Madeline, what's wrong? Are you throwing a temper tantrum at my wedding reception? Oh dear, that's incredibly bad luck."

Liliana covered her mouth, letting out a wicked giggle. "But speaking of which, darling... I just heard some fabulously delightful news."

She dramatically turned to Alastair, feigning utter shock. "Can you guess the gossip? Eleanor is finally going to get her highly anticipated first great-grandchild! But, oh my... the woman carrying the heir certainly isn't the woman standing right here."

Alastair let out a sloppy, drunken grunt. His hazy eyes sluggishly bounced between Quentin and Madeline before he chuckled like an absolute idiot. "Young people... perfectly normal."

Quentin's eyes turned into twin pools of sub-zero ice.

Completely ignoring his murderous aura, Liliana brazenly pushed on. "Madeline, don't be too heartbroken. Men having a little extra fun on the side is just part of life. You've survived this rodeo before, haven't you? Honestly, you should be completely used to it by now."

She was deliberately ripping open the agonizing scars left behind by Lucius.

Madeline's trembling fingers curled into tight fists.

Liliana's toxic mouth always knew exactly how to stab directly into a person's deepest, most agonizing insecurities.

Even though she no longer loved Lucius, what woman ever wanted to have the most traumatizing betrayal of her life weaponized against her in a crowded room?

"Besides, a man with Quentin's flawless genetics simply can't let his bloodline die out just because of you. Since you're completely barren, it's only natural he'd seek out a high-value woman to give him an heir. You really have zero right to complain."