The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 164

Luke had already tracked down the person behind the post. The guy’s name was Davis, and he worked for Riverline Properties. That explained everything.

Roen Capital wasted no time. They put out a statement that didn’t hold back, calling out the person responsible for spreading lies. They made it clear they had all the evidence they needed and would be suing for every rumor about Evelynn. They promised to make the whole situation public in the industry.

The financial summit organizers followed up with their own announcement. They posted the original, unedited photo of Felicia, now restored to show the truth. Almost immediately, people started deleting their nasty comments. That viral post was gone before anyone could even blink.

It was almost funny how the trolls rushed to erase everything the second things got real. They were tough online, but in real life, they were probably too scared to even speak up.

Even though the issue was handled quickly, Felicia still felt the sting of it. Savannah tried to cheer her up, but Felicia just shrugged it off.

“Not everyone’s going to like you,” she said. “What other people think doesn’t change who I am. I’ll keep going, and they’ll just stay in the shadows, hiding like rats. Why should I care what a bunch of rats think?”

Savannah grinned and gave her a thumbs-up. “Listen to you, philosopher queen. When are you starting classes? I’ll be the first to sign up.”

Felicia laughed. “Great. Sign up now, registration fee is twenty thousand, upfront.”

Later that day, Felicia left work early. She headed to Highfield Manor, a fancy neighborhood just a few kilometers from Oakridge Estate. Darin and Andrea lived there. Jeremy had mentioned it once, saying a friend of his lived nearby and had seen them around.

Felicia stood at the front door and rang the bell. A maid answered, looking her up and down.

The maid nodded and invited Felicia inside. Darin parked his car in the underground garage while Felicia sat in the living room, sipping the juice the maid brought her.

Andrea wasn’t home. The maid explained she’d left early for a trip out of town and didn’t know when she’d return. Felicia guessed she’d gone with Max for business. The thought made her scoff silently. Max was still so nice to her. The idea that her daughter might be with them made her uneasy.

A moment later, Darin stepped out of the elevator. He glanced at Felicia, then walked over and sat across from her.

“Jeremy said you wanted to talk to Andrea,” he said. “She’s not here, but you can talk to me.”