Divorced CEO's Forgotten Wife Strikes Back (Riley and Bryce) novel Chapter 110

**TITLE: Dreams Refuse Gravity by Leo Arden Knox**
**Chapter 110: Loyalty in the Light**

Sebastian’s voice, typically smooth and composed, now carried a gravelly undertone that hinted at the tension in the air.

His gaze, unwavering and intense, seemed to draw everyone in, his words casting a spell that resonated deep within the hearts of those who listened. Riley found herself grappling with uncertainty, torn between believing in the sincerity of his words and questioning whether he was merely intervening to shield her from the harsh scrutiny of the crowd.

Wren’s expression contorted with a frantic disbelief. “How can Riley possibly be your girlfriend? She has nothing to offer! What makes you think someone like her could ever stand beside you?”

Sebastian’s eyes darted to Wren, their sharpness laced with a biting mockery. “And you think you’re the one who can?” he retorted, his tone dripping with disdain.

Wren, momentarily taken aback, quickly gathered her composure and lifted her chin defiantly. “Absolutely. I’m the heiress of the Anderson family. I’m a far better match for you than Riley could ever hope to be. I possess everything it takes to stand by your side.”

Pride surged within her, filling her with a sense of superiority. She was the cherished daughter of the Anderson family, a pivotal figure in the Anderson Group, with relatives clamoring for her approval and affection.

In her mind, the Anderson family was a formidable force in Carmel, and she was convinced that no one else in the city was as perfectly suited to stand alongside Sebastian as she was.

“You possess what, exactly?” Sebastian’s smirk deepened, and his voice sliced through the air like a sharpened blade. “Strip away my family’s backing, Wren, and what do you have left? Do you genuinely believe that all those advantages I’ve bestowed upon you equate to your own worth?”

His chilling words and even colder stare drained the color from Wren’s cheeks.

He had peeled away her carefully constructed facade, exposing the truth that without him and the influence of the Torres family, she would merely be a shadow—a nobody.

Just as she had been before, an unwanted illegitimate daughter in the Anderson family. Her entry into that world had come at a price, the sacrifice of her own eye, which had finally compelled her father to marry her mother.

Some of the party attendees were well aware of the sordid tale that narrated Wren’s rise within the Anderson family.

After Sebastian dropped that bombshell, the atmosphere shifted; eyes turned toward Wren with a newfound scrutiny, and whispers filled the air as minds raced to concoct theories.

Frozen in place, Wren struggled to find her voice, her throat tight as she finally managed to speak. “And Riley? What does she have to offer? Besides her parents being martyrs, what is she good for? What can she possibly do for you? Sebastian, let’s not forget—I sacrificed an eye for you!”

She leaned heavily on that sacrifice, her desperation evident as she sought to ignite a flicker of guilt within him.

But Sebastian’s deep-set eyes remained unyielding, a frigid calmness that sent a shiver down her spine.

“I don’t need her to do anything for me. But if you continue to drag her name through the mud, I won’t hesitate to strip you back to where you began.” His gaze was devoid of mockery now, replaced by a chilling determination that sent a wave of dread coursing through Wren.

Her blood felt like ice in her veins, her body trembling as the oppressive air around her seemed to freeze in place.

How could he treat me like this?

She had given up so much for him, yet here he was, fiercely defending Riley as if she were the most precious thing in the world.

It was unbearable.

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