From His Invisible Wife to the World's Icon novel Chapter 99

After she left, Frederick shielded Mildred as they walked out. Suddenly, Mildred grabbed his hand.

"Freddie, you have to find a way to cure Lydia. And you need to make sure that maid rots in a cell."

Frederick nodded, his face an emotionless mask.

Standing right behind them, Sierra ground her teeth in silent fury.

Mildred was ridiculously biased. Lydia was practically barren, yet instead of telling Frederick to divorce her, she was demanding he hire specialists and get revenge for her?

Watching them leave, Seraphina lowered her phone, her eyes practically glowing with malice.

"Why didn't you actually tell Charles?" Trenton asked, completely confused.

"We leak the news to the press first. Once it blows up, then I'll tell him."

"But you always say we keep family scandals locked down," Trenton argued, still lost. "If this gets out, we'll be a laughingstock."

"You're an idiot. Frederick wouldn't necessarily throw Lydia out just because she can't breed." Seraphina's eyes were pitch black with hatred. "We let the public rip them to shreds first. Force his hand."

"But Frederick's obsessed with the bloodline. There's no way he'd..."

Charles Foster had lusted over his best friend's wife for decades.

He had given Seraphina the title of Mrs. Foster to keep up appearances, and she had tolerated his indifference.

For the sake of the Foster dynasty's prestige and Charles's reputation, she had planned to take the secret to her grave.

But she hadn't realized that Charles had been stalling the Foster-Sutton arranged marriage just waiting for Madeline Sterling's daughter to show up.

He was even planning to hand over all his equity to their future child, leaving absolutely nothing for Seraphina's own son and daughter.

Hatred boiled over in Seraphina's veins. "Just do it."

"And make sure that maid keeps her mouth shut!"

Trenton nodded.

"But how the hell did that bitch figure out it was Mary? Did you say something to her?!"

"She's smart! She probably just figured it out herself!" Trenton shot back, instantly defensive.

Seraphina gave a curt, dismissive nod.

...

When Lydia arrived at the Zane property, she found Harrison tending to the garden. "Harrison, where's my mom?"

"In the lab," Harrison smiled warmly. "She hasn't taken a break since she got back from the hospital yesterday. She thinks the imported meds are too expensive and that not everyone can afford them, so she's trying to synthesize them herself."

"Go in and talk some sense into her."

Seeing Madeline's phone resting on the coffee table, Lydia breathed a sigh of relief. At least she was cut off from the news.

"I'll go check on her..."

She pushed open the heavy laboratory doors.

The room hummed with the sound of machinery and various monitors. One of the screens was broadcasting a breaking news alert: 'Wife of The Foster Group CEO Poisoned, Left Permanently Infertile...'

Madeline had been staring blankly at the screen. At the sound of the door, she snapped out of her daze. Her eyes darted from her hands to Lydia's face.

A drop of liquid slipped from the test tube she was holding.

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