The Hidden Empress Stripping Her Secrets After Divorce novel Chapter 540

The proposal was a resounding success. The fireworks faded, the drones descended, and the orchestra packed up their instruments. The crowd slowly dispersed, but the internet was only just beginning to explode.

Leaning heavily on his cane, Charles stood by the side of the stage, watching Evelyn and Sebastian. His eyes were slightly red, but a warm smile graced his lips. Standing faithfully behind him, Felton offered a clean handkerchief.

"Sir."

Charles took it and dabbed at his eyes. "I'm fine. The wind is just a bit strong."

Felton didn't call out the lie. What wind? He simply offered a knowing smile. "Miss has found herself a wonderful man."

Charles nodded. "He's better than I ever was." He paused, his voice softening into a melancholic murmur. "I never married in this lifetime, never even chased after anyone. When I was young, I thought business was the only thing that mattered. When I got old, I convinced myself that loneliness wasn't so bad. But looking at our little treasure now... I finally realize how beautiful it is to have someone by your side."

Felton remained silent for a few seconds. "Sir, it's not too late for you to—"

Charles waved him off. "Enough of that. Let's head back."

He turned and began a slow, measured walk away from the square. Felton followed closely. After a few steps, Charles stopped.

"Felton."

"Yes, sir."

"When we get back, pull out that bottle of 1982 Romanee-Conti from the cellar. We're drinking it tonight."

Felton beamed. "Right away, sir."

Madeline stood near the stage, gripping a crumpled tissue, her eyes bloodshot. Louis walked up and handed her a bottle of water.

"Drink some water."

Madeline took it and sipped. "Did you see that? Evelyn almost cried."

"I saw."

"She never cries. I've known her for years, and she has never shed a single tear."

Louis looked at her. "You're crying too."

Madeline blinked, reaching up to touch her face. It was wet. She quickly wiped her cheeks. "I'm not crying. It's the wind."

Louis didn't expose her excuse. He tilted his head back, looking up at the sky where the smoke had cleared to reveal a canopy of stars.

Madeline followed his gaze. A slow, bittersweet smile touched her lips, but a complex emotion flickered in the depths of her eyes.