Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 83

Liliana was completely dumbfounded. Not only had Madeline usurped the spot by Lucius's side overnight, but she had actually ordered them to address her as Mrs. Whitman.

This was what truly sent Liliana spiraling into hysterics.

Liliana let out a shrill cry, weeping loudly, "I'm not a mistress! I'm not!"

Lucius was momentarily shocked before shooting a furious glare at the gossiping employees, silently ordering them to shut their mouths.

He took long strides toward Liliana, utterly uncaring that some shareholders were still lingering in the hallway.

Liliana threw herself into his arms, tears streaming down her face. "Lucius, I'm not a mistress. The one who isn't loved is the real interloper. Madeline is the actual mistress, right?"

Lucius nodded firmly. "Yes."

Gavin watched with a face full of confusion, internally roasting his boss. Liliana had tanked a publicly traded company and offered zero help when Lucius was facing the firing squad, yet he was wasting time bickering over this? Did they not have enough problems already?

He glanced sympathetically at Madeline, but she appeared completely unfazed, indifferently reviewing the press release.

It was as if she had expected this all along.

As long as her shares remained undiluted and she retained absolute control after the IPO, Lucius and Liliana could be as sickeningly affectionate as they pleased.

Stepping out of the Whitman Group tower, Madeline was just about to get into her car.

Liliana suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

She spat through gritted teeth, "Madeline, are you satisfied now?"

Madeline raised an eyebrow. "What exactly am I supposed to be satisfied about?"

She would only be truly satisfied once she had that divorce certificate in her hands.

Seeing Madeline's breezy indifference only fueled Liliana's fury. "Who do you think you are? Why are you acting like you don't care when this is exactly what you painstakingly schemed for?"

"Don't project your own pathetic mindset onto me," Madeline retorted flatly. "Am I the one scheming, or are you?"

After locking down the final round of pre-IPO financing and signing the contracts, a senior partner invited everyone to his private resort, Blue Ridge Springs, for a celebratory gathering.

When Madeline first received the invitation, she had been reluctant to go.

Previously, a parent from Leo's kindergarten, whose wealth rivaled the Whitmans, had invited them to this very resort, and Lucius had agreed to go.

It was supposed to be a rare family outing, but Lucius had suddenly subjected Madeline to his icy, silent treatment over a trivial matter. Unable to bear the humiliation, she had driven away alone that night.

The dark, terrifying drive home was etched into her memory.

Though that painful experience felt like a lifetime ago, the memory was as vivid as yesterday.

Despite her reluctance, she didn't want to ruin the celebratory mood, so she accepted. She was booked into the resort's finest suite.

After changing into a bathrobe at the resort, Madeline opened her door to step out, only for the door opposite hers to swing open as well.

The man stepping out was Lucius. But the woman clinging to his arm was Liliana.