Divorced CEO's Forgotten Wife Strikes Back (Riley and Bryce) novel Chapter 300

Chapter 300 Another Sister?

Sebastian narrowed his eyes. “Do you really think you can tear apart the Torres family?”

“We can try,” Vince said provocatively, looking at Sebastian.

The two men stared at each other, one with a cold expression, the other with anger in his eyes.

Meanwhile, Riley was walking quickly through the banquet hall, constantly scanning her surroundings.

Is Zane really here? Why haven’t I found him yet?

If we can’t meet today, then what am I supposed to do?

Zane isn’t from Germany. He’s Russian. I don’t even know when he might return to Russia.

Just then, Riley stopped in her tracks.

A familiar figure appeared in her sight.

Is/that… Samuel? Or Zane?

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Or are they actually the same person?

She paused to think, then instinctively hurried toward him.

I can’t miss this again!

I won’t let Samuel slip away again!

If I don’t reach him this time, will he vanish from my life

once more?

When she regained her senses, she had already grabbed that person’s wrist, and he was looking at her in surprise.

“Miss, is there something wrong?” Zane asked.

Riley’s eyes instantly welled up with tears.

That deep male voice sounded just like Samuel talking to

her.

Is he Samuel? Is he really Samuel?

This isn’t an illusion. This is real, happening right before

myeyes.

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Riley raised her hand unconsciously, reaching toward Zane’s face, wanting to touch it, to feel the warmth of his skin, to convince herself this wasn’t a dream.

But right when her hand almost touched Zane’s cheek, someone slapped it away hard.

A displeased female voice rang out. “Who are you? How dare you touch my brother!”

Riley snapped back to reality, staring blankly at the young woman standing beside Zane, holding his arm. “He… is your brother?”

“Isn’t it obvious? Or did you think he was your brother?” the woman said sarcastically.

The lackeys following the woman also mocked, “Everyone knows Mr. Lincoln only has one sister, and that’s Cynthia.”

“Oh, she’s probably trying to seduce Mr. Lincoln. Does she really think it’s so easy to latch onto a rich man?”

“She should take a look at herself and see what she’s youth.”

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Mocking voices kept echoing in Riley’s ears, accompanied by scornful glances aimed squarely at her.

But Riley didn’t care about any of that right now. She just stared at the man in front of her. “Zane, I’m Riley Anderson.”

She said her name, hoping he’d react somehow.

But his eyes stayed cold, like he was looking at some stranger.

Riley’s heart sank, feeling as if it were gradually falling.

Could it be that this man really isn’t Samuel?

Someone chuckled at the side, “She knows Mr. Lincoln’s name. She definitely has ulterior motives. How dare she

introduce herself?!”

“How shameless!”

“She must have sneaked in here to hook up with men. Let security throw her out!”

The people around them exclaimed.

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“I don’t care about your name,” Zane said calmly. “Let go.”

Riley’s hand stayed locked on his wrist. When Zane spoke, she gripped even harder.

She couldn’t let him go. She had so many things she needed to ask.

She still wasn’t sure if he was really Samuel.

“I-”

Just as Riley started talking, someone slapped her hard across the face.

It took Riley a second to realize Cynthia Lincoln, standing next to Zane, had hit her.

She’d been so focused on Zane that she hadn’t seen Cynthia coming.

“Have you no shame? If you don’t let go, I’ll have your hand chopped off!” Cynthia said, raising her hand again.

But this time, Riley snatched it hard.

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“Ow, that hurts!” Cynthia screamed in pain.

The next moment, Zane’s free hand locked around Riley’s wrist. “I don’t care what you’re trying to do, but messing with the Lincolns is gonna get you killed.”

As he spoke, Riley’s wrist exploded in pain, forcing her fingers open.

Cynthia yanked her hand back and yelled at Zane, “Zane, this woman hurts me. Break her hand!”

Riley felt an intense pain in her right wrist.

“You want to break my hand?” She looked straight into Zane’s eyes, hurt flooding her face.

If he truly were Samuel, he wouldn’t stay indifferent while Riley was being slapped, nor would he try to break her hand just because of Cynthia’s words.

Riley smiled bitterly.

In the past, whenever someone bullied me, Samuel would stand up for me without hesitation.

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