The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 668

Thank god I hadn't taken a sip of my juice yet, or Tiffany's words would have shocked me into choking.

It wasn't just the news of the Thorne Family's collapse that stunned me; it was Tiffany acting as overjoyed as if she had won the lottery. "Really, Tiffany? Why are you so happy about it?"

"Of course it's real! I couldn't be happier! If I wasn't stuck in this wheelchair, I'd absolutely go out and light fireworks to celebrate this glorious occasion!" Tiffany beamed, raising her juice glass and gulping down more than half of it.

Beside her, Caspian frowned slightly. "Even if you're happy, keep it down. If your dad finds out, he'll tear you apart. Did you forget what happened the last time he locked you up for punishment?"

"Hah! The old man is up to his neck in chaos right now, scrambling to save his own skin. Where would he find the time to lock me up?" Tiffany waved him off dismissively, grabbing her fork and gesturing for us to eat. "Come on, eat! Let's have a great time tonight! Oh, wait, let me put on some music to set the mood!"

The girl was a whirlwind of chaotic energy. She actually grabbed her phone and hit play.

The Celebration Anthem.

She cranked the volume to the max, filling the room with overwhelming festivity.

My hand tightened around my juice glass as the shock finally settled into reality.

Judging by Tiffany and Caspian's reactions, the news of the Thorne Family's ruin was completely true.