The Triplets My Ex Never Knew About novel Chapter 258

Chapter 258: Chapter 258: You Want to Be My Concubine?

Not everyone knew about Estelle Lockwood, Noelle Lockwood, and the Lockwood family’s affairs.

When Noelle Lockwood retired from the entertainment industry, some knew it was due to arson, but the story was quickly suppressed by public opinion management. All the trending topics were removed, and only a few of Noelle’s fans knew the real story.

So now, seeing Noelle Lockwood on the award-winning actor Arthur Kendrick’s live stream, everyone was stunned.

[Is Noelle Lockwood making a comeback?]

[Is she going to be in Arthur Kendrick’s new movie?]

[Hey, wait, that’s not right. The woman across from Noelle Lockwood is Estelle Lockwood, isn’t she? The real heiress of the Lockwood family.]

[Oh, right, right! That whole real-and-fake-heiress thing with Noelle Lockwood was a huge scandal. So this isn’t a movie set, it’s the Lockwood family?]

[Wait... if that’s Estelle Lockwood, I remember she got married, right? What’s this about a bride price?]

...

Lockwood Manor.

Old Mr. Lockwood, of course, had no idea there was a camera and a live stream. Hearing Estelle Lockwood’s question, he chuckled.

"Estelle, that’s quite the question... Fine, since you’ve asked, Grandpa won’t hide it from you anymore."

He patted the seat next to him, and a portly figure scrambled up. The man’s hideous face sent a jolt through the entire live stream audience.

But Old Mr. Lockwood spoke as if he were bestowing a great gift.

"Estelle, we’ve arranged a marriage for you. Come, meet your future husband."

Mr. Reno was panting and drooling, his eyes gleaming with greed as he reached out to grab Estelle Lockwood’s hand.

Estelle Lockwood leisurely pushed his hand away, and Mr. Reno lunged at empty air.

The air fell suddenly silent.

Mr. Reno let out a shriek. Princess Avery frowned. "Old Mr. Lockwood."

The smile on Old Mr. Lockwood’s face faded slightly. "Estelle, what is the meaning of this? Mr. Reno is your future husband, the man you will spend the rest of your life with. Why are you dodging him?"

Estelle Lockwood raised an eyebrow. "Do I need to remind you again, Old Mr. Lockwood? I’m already married."

Rose Lowell quickly chimed in, "Oh, Estelle, you can always get a divorce. You should count yourself lucky that Mr. Reno has taken an interest in you. Besides, we’ve already accepted the bride price—two billion! You have to marry him whether you want to or not!"

Estelle Lockwood nodded. "I see. So the reason Chairman Lockwood and Ms. Lowell were finally willing to let their ’biological daughter’ come home was to sell me for two billion."

Rose Lowell’s face instantly darkened. "What kind of talk is that? We’re doing this for your own good! A marriage without a parents’ blessing will never last, don’t you understand? You and Nathaniel aren’t right for each other. You should just get rid of those three children, too. You and Mr. Reno can have plenty more kids in the future."

Nathaniel Sloan’s expression grew grim, but he was currently playing the role of a ’bodyguard.’ He couldn’t disrupt Estelle’s plan.

Princess Avery’s gaze was contemptuous, as if she didn’t even see Estelle Lockwood as a person. She curled her red lips into a smirk. "Enough, Estelle Lockwood. Your biological parents have already accepted my bride price. According to the customs in Britain, you now belong to Avery Manor."

"My son is a man of great distinction; he’s more than good enough for you. What more could you be dissatisfied with? Now, pack your things. You’re leaving with us today. Oh, right, you’re married, aren’t you? Get a divorce immediately. My son doesn’t mind that you’re a secondhand woman, but you’d best know what’s good for you."

Rose Lowell couldn’t help but swallow nervously and whispered a reminder, "Your Highness, what we agreed on earlier..."

"Oh, right."

Only then did Princess Avery seem to remember. She added:

"Your mother said you have a company to your name, and a studio. Let me think, what was it called... Star, was it? To be a daughter-in-law of our family, you can’t be showing your face in public. You’ll quit all these jobs. A designer, a chairman... TSK TSK, how embarrassing to even say it out loud."

"Here’s what we’ll do. I’ll make the arrangements. You will transfer your shares in Star to my son. As for the rest, you’ll divide it among the Lockwood family as repayment for their kindness to you."

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