Bullied and Dumped, But She Won in the End (Adriana) novel Chapter 191

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Adriana slid her arms around Curtis and whispered, “I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”

The corner of his mouth lifted.

She was hurting for him … Zero claim to the Lincoln assets.

Maybe that was the start he’d been hoping for.

Wasn’t that how love begins–first with heartache for someone else?

Given time, she’d fall for him.

She would … right?

At the Lincoln Estate.

Juliet stepped out of the hot spring wrapped in an expensive bath towel, a face mask plastered on, customized aromatherapy curling through the room. She looked around like a kid in a candy store, delight practically spilling out of her eyes.

“Wow, rich folks really do live differently. Back then, we weren’t bathing—we were rinsing. Look at this life! Why didn’t you bring me back sooner?

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She flopped onto the edge of the bed, complaining, while Michael stared off, deep in thought. “I had no idea you were a second–gen rich kid.”

Michael’s brow creased. “Alright, enough gawking. You’ve said it five times. This is the bare minimum here. Try not to act like some bumpkin and embarrass our son.”

Juliet’s face soured–so now she was an embarrassment?

But fine. If he were a trust–fund son, she’d bite her tongue.

“How do we get Denton to come back and acknowledge the family? If he won’t, Mr. Harold can’t legally pass anything to him … and the old man’s health is shaky.”

Michael had already started the math.

Harold was fading. The sooner Denton returned to be recognized, the better.

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“And it’s not just the boy. He’s your father. The estate should favor you, too. If you take the bigger slice and our son gets his, we’ll outdo Curtis by a mile,” Juliet said with a smug face, thinking she had it all figured out.

She was already dreaming of the

payout.

“You don’t know a damn thing. The Lincoln attorneys aren’t amateurs. When I left, I signed a voluntary waiver of inheritance. I have zero claim to the Lincoln assets,” Michael snapped.

He regretted it the moment he said it. He should’ve never been so hot–headed back then.

“Why would you sign that?” Juliet huffed.

“Enough. If Denton can secure his share, that’s plenty. If he marries Nicole, it’s not just Lincoln money—it’s Barton money too.”

Juliet all but hopped in place.

Time to have a real talk with her son. Marry the right woman and you skip grinding for ten

lifetimes.

“I know how to get Denton to come back,” she said, eyes alight. “He’s my son–he’s filial. We go home and keep quiet. When he relaxes, I’ll ‘faint‘ with a bloody nose. Then, we’ll rush to the hospital and make the test ‘show‘ I’ve got a terminal illness that needs a fortune to treat. How do we get the money? We tell him he has to come back and be recognized. He’ll agree–for me.”

She’d found her angle.

Moral leverage. Denton would fold.

Michael’s eyes brightened. He actually smiled. “Clever. We’ll do it.”

Haldoria, a café.

Denton was on shift behind the counter when Matthew walked in.

Denton pulled two shots, and brought the cup over. “Mr. Langford … ”

He recognized him immediately. “You’re here for me, aren’t you?”

Matthew nodded. “You’re quick. Yes.”