He Cheated I Rose Making Him Regret Everything (Chloe and Arthur) novel Chapter 271

**TITLE: A Promise Hidden in the Quiet Rain by Adrian Hale 271**
**CONTENT: He Cheated, I Rose: Making Him Regret Everything**

**Chapter 271 A Transfer and a Threat**

Blaine stood, a silent observer, as Arthur made his exit. The tension in the air was palpable, and he shook his head in disbelief, letting out a derisive snort that echoed his disdain. It was as if the very act of Arthur leaving stirred something deep within him—a mix of irritation and amusement.

He fished his phone from his pocket, the sleek device a stark contrast to the chaos swirling around him. With a practiced ease, he dialed his assistant, his voice steady and commanding.

“As soon as the twenty-one million from Myers Group clears, I want you to transfer the entire amount to Ms. Lewis,” he instructed, his tone leaving no room for argument. “If she inquires about it, simply tell her we appreciate her kindness. But remember, whoever’s business this is, they cover the costs. The extra million? That’s a little something for Robert. And if she’s available, extend an invitation for dinner. My granddaughter has been eager to see her again.”

With a click, he ended the call, a small, satisfied smile creeping onto his lips. It was a fleeting moment of triumph before he turned away, the weight of his decisions settling comfortably on his shoulders.

Meanwhile, Arthur’s mind was consumed with thoughts of his grandfather’s surgery, a heavy cloud of worry overshadowing his day. He was blissfully unaware of the brewing storm back at Myers Manor, where tensions were escalating and secrets were about to unravel.

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A stack of photographs landed on the table with a force that seemed to reverberate through the room. Madilyn’s expression darkened instantly, her eyes narrowing as she took in the images before her.

“Damn this wretched son of mine! How could he betray us like this?” Her voice was laced with fury, each word dripping with venom. “And that Chloe—she can forget about ever stepping foot near this family again.” She gripped the photos with such intensity that her knuckles turned white, as if her rage could transcend the paper and inflict real pain upon those captured within the frames.

On the sofa, Jennifer sat with an air of calm authority, her demeanor cool and collected. She had already begun to act as if she owned the place, and it irked Madilyn to no end.

“You see it for yourself, don’t you? Your son refuses to listen. He ran straight back to Chloe, even after she struck him. What’s your next move, then?” Jennifer raised an eyebrow, her gaze icy and unyielding.

Madilyn stood there, momentarily speechless, grappling with the reality of her son’s choices.

“Everyone is buzzing about this engagement. Instead of dragging this out, let’s simplify things—let’s just get them married!” Jennifer’s voice lowered, conspiratorial. “In three days, Arthur should get the marriage certificate with me.”

“Three days? That’s far too soon! It will look terrible. I’ve already sent out the invitations—everyone knows it’s an engagement. If we push this too hard, it will backfire spectacularly,” Madilyn replied, a cold laugh escaping her lips. She shot Jennifer a glare filled with palpable disdain.

Chloe had always been the silent recipient of Madilyn’s wrath, absorbing every harsh word without a fight. But with Jennifer, the stakes felt different. Madilyn found herself treading carefully, her anger simmering beneath the surface.

Who did Jennifer think she was? Madilyn was the one who held the reins in this household. Since when did she have to endure such blatant defiance?

“Mrs. Myers or Madilyn?” Jennifer’s smile widened, a predator enjoying the hunt. “How you wish to be addressed depends on your attitude and how cooperative you decide to be.”

Madilyn fell silent, grappling with the implications of Jennifer’s threat.

“We’re in this together, whether we like it or not,” Jennifer continued, her smile growing more sinister. “Chloe doesn’t know what’s best for her. The internet is already tearing her apart, and she hasn’t even flinched. Let’s turn up the heat.”

With that, Jennifer rose from her seat and headed upstairs, casually instructing a maid to fetch her a fresh cup of coffee.

“Oh, and one more thing…” She paused on the stairs, glancing back at Madilyn. “Remember what I said. This isn’t just an engagement—it’s a wedding. You have three days. If I’m not satisfied after that, you really don’t want to see what comes next.”

At Lewis Manor…

Carolyn had transformed into a vision of elegance, clad in a custom designer dress that hugged her figure perfectly. Monique, with meticulous care, fastened a pearl necklace around her neck, the delicate pearls glinting in the light.

As Carolyn gazed into the mirror, she saw a reflection that embodied the essence of a wealthy socialite. The diamonds on her finger sparkled with an alluring brilliance, a testament to her status and the life she was destined to lead.