Boss, Your Wife Signed the Divorce Agreement Before the Wedding novel Chapter 332

Sebastian's voice was unhurried, yet striking with absolute clarity.

It was like tossing a match into a powder keg. The room instantly erupted into a chaotic, uncontrollable frenzy.

The situation spiraled out of hand in the blink of an eye.

Dozens of heads snapped in their direction.

Shock was painted across every face.

Countless gazes darted back and forth between Raelynn and Seraphina.

Preston furrowed his brow deeply.

He had never expected Sebastian to drop a bombshell like this out of nowhere.

Seraphina's expression, previously a mask of victimized sorrow, froze completely. The color drained from her face, leaving her devastatingly pale.

Even Raelynn felt her heart pound furiously against her ribs. She looked up in pure astonishment.

She completely forgot to struggle, completely forgot to pull away from the arm firmly clamped around her.

"You..." she murmured.

Sebastian slowly lowered his gaze. His striking, dark eyes betrayed no readable emotion. Even while facing a scandal massive enough to feed the tabloids for a year, he remained entirely unbothered.

"Raelynn and I have been married for years. I expect everyone to recognize my Mrs. Croix."

He used a tone of absolute certainty, forcing those who had doubted his initial statement to accept the undeniable truth.

Raelynn felt the stunned stares burning into her from every direction.

The whispers in the room morphed into a chaotic buzz.

Matilda shot Sebastian an unexpected, evaluating glance.

She had brainstormed multiple ways to handle the crisis, but she never imagined her grandson would be this decisive.

It was a ruthless, brilliant move. By instantly severing any perceived romantic tie between Seraphina and the Croix family, he was stabilizing The Croix Group's public image at breakneck speed.

Luke was standing close by.

He could literally feel his entire perception of reality crumbling to dust.

His grip on his glass went slack, the expensive champagne spilling over the rim.

Disbelieving eyes locked onto Raelynn's face. "Your husband... he's actually..."

In that split second.

He suddenly remembered all the times he had taken the moral high ground to condemn her, the countless times he had humiliated her, and even...

How he had asked Sebastian for advice on how to get her into his bed.

Luke's face shifted through a spectrum of colors, ultimately settling into a grim, sickly pallor.

They cast mocking glances at Seraphina's ghastly face, one of them joking dryly, "Well, that happens when someone deliberately blurs professional boundaries. If you don't keep your distance from a married man, people are going to wonder what your real agenda is."

The comment practically stamped 'home-wrecker' right onto her forehead.

A few people couldn't hold back their snickers. A silent, mutual understanding rippled through the crowd.

"With Mrs. Croix right here, you really need to learn your place, Ms. Vance."

Seraphina's lips trembled as the words 'Mrs. Croix' and 'married man' battered her from all sides.

Her hands balled into tight fists. She felt icy cold all over, utterly paralyzed and unsure of how to salvage the moment.

Especially when she looked at Sebastian and Raelynn standing side by side.

How could she not realize?

Raelynn had set her up tonight on purpose.

Was Raelynn feeling smug right now, soaking up everyone's compliments as Mrs. Croix? She was nothing but a useless trophy, a woman forbidden from even bearing a child!

"Exactly. Just look at Mr. and Mrs. Croix. They're wearing matching brooches. The truth was right in front of us the whole time. We really missed the mark."

Raelynn pressed her lips into a tight line, her peripheral vision catching the lapel of Sebastian's suit.

It really was the matching brooch.

The crowd started to put the pieces together. Someone diplomatically offered, "Since Ms. Ortiz is Mr. Croix's wife, this whole plagiarism thing must be a misunderstanding, right? Just a family matter?"