Rejected Heiress, Reigning Queen novel Chapter 230

By the time Emma left Julian's place, Travis had already moved out.

When Carter heard the glorious news, he felt like he was floating on air.

But his happiness was aggressively short-lived.

"I won't be coming back tonight. My team is having a company outing, so don't wait up for me."

Carter desperately wanted to tag along, but he couldn't find a valid excuse to invite himself. He was also terrified that clinging too tightly would annoy her, so he swallowed his disappointment and agreed.

As the President of the branch, Emma generously booked an upscale entertainment club for her entire staff.

After wrapping up dinner on the sixth floor, she gave her team free reign over the club's amenities—karaoke, the gym, the hot springs. The venue had endless options.

"Phoebe, you don't even need to ask. If Emma actually wanted to help you, she would have done it ages ago. Her showing up that day was just an act."

Gillian's voice drifted from the hallway. Emma, who was tucked away in a quiet corner taking a phone call, instinctively fell silent.

"But if it wasn't for her that day..."

"Even without her, didn't you have me? Do you think Sylvia would dare disrespect me? You know exactly what kind of person Sylvia is—she's not the type to play nice.

She deliberately walked right up to you and declared she was letting you go because of Emma. I bet they staged that line specifically for you to hear."

Gillian viciously twisted Emma's motives, while Phoebe answered only with a heavy silence.

"Just think back to when we were in school. Emma could have easily used her status as the Lockwood heiress to warn Sylvia to back off, but did she ever actually do it?"

Emma lowered her eyes at the accusation. She had, in fact, done it multiple times. But she knew Phoebe, who was a sponsored charity student funded by the Harrington family, struggled with deep insecurity.

Emma had actively avoided flaunting her wealth and status to ensure Phoebe never felt a gap between them. Because of that, any warnings she issued to Sylvia were always handled discreetly through Tristan.

"She knew you've been in love with Owen for years, and she never lifted a finger to help you. What absolute garbage about being a willing homewrecker! Owen likes you too! Sylvia is the real third wheel!"

Emma couldn't stomach another second of this twisted logic.

She stepped out of the alcove, her phone still pressed to her ear. Both Gillian and Phoebe froze instantly.

Had she heard everything?

"Emma."

Seeing her walk past with a completely blank expression, Phoebe hurriedly called out.

Emma stopped and cast a cold, sidelong glance at her. "What?"

"I just wanted to thank you for saving me that day," Phoebe whispered, biting her lip nervously.

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