Preston understood completely and nodded. "Alright, I'll go talk to the hotel management."
"Sunny, why are your eyes red? Did someone bully you? Tell me, and I will set them straight." Arthur's cloudy eyes caught Raelynn's forced smile, and he anxiously tried to wheel himself forward to touch her face.
Raelynn hurried over. "I'm fine, Grandpa, I'm fine. It's just too crowded here at the hotel. Let's go home to eat, okay?"
Arthur's mind wasn't as sharp as it used to be, so he was easily pacified. Raelynn did her best to soothe him.
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Next door.
Blanche was still seething over Raelynn's disrespect. "Look at that little curse," she scoffed coldly. "Even after being dumped in the countryside all those years, she hasn't lost those nasty thorns. Still as obnoxious and unlikable as ever."
Silas sighed helplessly. "That girl is just like her mother. She never knows when to let things go."
"And yet she's the lucky one. Somehow, she played her cards right and schemed her way into the Croix family. Imagine the dirty tricks she had to use to pull that off," Blanche sneered.
Raelynn was currently hogging the title of Mrs. Croix and refusing to let it go, entirely devoid of shame. It was a constant thorn in Blanche's side.
Suddenly, Blanche's eyes darted sideways. She looked at Silas. "Sera and Sebastian's interview today... it's going to be broadcast publicly, right?"
Silas instantly understood what she was getting at. He fell silent, making no move to stop her. If Raelynn was just going to take up space without offering them any benefits, why let those resources go to waste?
Blanche smiled. "Call the hotel manager over. I need him to do something for us."
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Preston quickly arranged for a car.
Raelynn was pushing Arthur out of the banquet hall when the massive screen at the front of the room suddenly flared to life.

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The readers' comments on the novel: Boss, Your Wife Signed the Divorce Agreement Before the Wedding
This author is not letting her FL win. haha Such a rage bait! But I keep on reading anyway! Urgh!...