The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 169

Max listened to his daughter with a gentle smile and reminded her to finish her breakfast and be good for her grandparents.

“I will, Daddy,” Anne promised, her voice sweet and sincere. “Make sure you get some rest and come home soon.”

“I know. I’ll be back in a couple of days,” Max replied.

Later that morning, around ten, Riverline Properties posted a formal apology on the forum. The words were sincere, expressing deep regret and confirming that the people responsible had been dealt with. The apology stayed on the forum only. Felicia had insisted there was no need to make it public everywhere, not unless things got completely out of hand.

Once the apology was up, the rumors about Felicia vanished almost overnight. Nobody wanted to talk about it in public anymore, even if the whispers and speculation continued in private.

Andrea saw the apology and was livid. She had wanted the gossip to drag on and humiliate Felicia, but it was over too fast. Furious, she called Darin and unloaded all her anger on him. Afterward, Darin called Max, asking him to keep an eye on Andrea and make sure she didn’t do anything reckless.

Life went on. Felicia threw herself into her work, staying busy, but every morning, her routine was interrupted by a call from Anne. Felicia would get up at six, and at seven sharp, Anne would call to wish her a good morning. They chatted for a few minutes, just checking in, and it felt like the highlight of Felicia’s day. In the evenings, Anne would call again, and those conversations always lasted longer. Sometimes Felicia wondered if Anne somehow knew she was her mother. The thought made her life feel warmer and gave her something to look forward to.

Anne asked if they could meet up that weekend, but Felicia had to travel for work. She could hear the disappointment in Anne’s voice and promised to see her as soon as she got back. That cheered Anne up right away.

One day, Felicia got a call from a number she didn’t recognize. She answered, her tone polite. “Hello?”

“I know what you’re worried about, Mrs. Hawthorne. Honestly, a cold, arrogant, and rude man like your son doesn’t interest me at all. He has a daughter as sweet and well-behaved as Anne, and he should count himself lucky.”

“Evelynn!” Tatiana snapped, struggling to sound dignified. “How can you talk to me like this? Do you really think you’re so special?”

Felicia didn’t flinch. “The truth is hard to hear, I get that. Even if I flattered you, you wouldn’t take it seriously. I might as well be honest. If you’re going to threaten or retaliate against me just because you don’t like what I said, then for someone in your position, that’s really not very gracious.”

Tatiana was so angry she could barely speak. She had never been talked to like that before.