Trick Him Into Divorce, Then Flee With His Unknow Kid novel Chapter 150

Chapter 150: Chapter 150 The Accident at the Banquet

Even Samantha, standing beside Ryan, looked momentarily stunned.

For a second, she wondered if she had misheard.

Trevor’s daughter had just called Rose...

"Mommy."

And she had done it with such natural sweetness.

Ryan’s eyes darkened instantly.

His gaze swept over Rose like a blade.

The moment she felt it, Rose’s heart tightened.

She had forgotten to remind Ariel not to call her "Mommy" today.

That piercing stare made her entire body stiffen.

Samantha frowned.

A trace of disbelief entered her voice.

"Mr. Robinson, you’ve already had the child change how she addresses Rose? Isn’t that a little soon?"

She couldn’t hide her shock.

She had always assumed Trevor was merely entertaining himself with Rose.

But now he was allowing his own daughter to call Rose "Mommy."

Did he really intend to marry someone like Rose?

Trevor turned toward Samantha.

"Ms. Hill," he said calmly, "do you have some advice for me?"

His tone was perfectly polite.

Yet somehow, it made Samantha feel uneasy.

She realized that her surprise had made her sound accusatory.

Trevor clearly had no intention of explaining himself.

Instead, he glanced at Ryan, gave a slight nod, and said, "Mr. Knight, I’ll take my daughter inside first."

Ryan’s expression remained unreadable.

Regardless of what he was thinking, Rose immediately composed herself and followed Trevor and Ariel inside.

Samantha still found the situation difficult to accept.

Studying Ryan’s expression, she said slowly, "It seems Rose really does intend to become Ariel’s stepmother. She looked quite happy when the child called her ’Mommy.’"

If Ariel genuinely liked Rose...

Then Trevor might actually accept her.

Was Rose really that eager to find her next relationship?

For someone with such high standards in every other aspect of life, Trevor’s taste in women seemed surprisingly poor.

The thought left Samantha irritated.

What concerned her even more was Ryan’s reaction.

Ryan slowly turned away.

His dark eyes revealed no emotion as he replied with only two indifferent words.

"Let her do whatever she wants."

The message couldn’t have been clearer.

He didn’t care.

Relieved, Samantha smiled.

As for Trevor...

Perhaps he was simply confused for the moment.

*****

Only after putting some distance between themselves and the crowd did Rose feel the suffocating pressure ease.

Ironically, she almost had to thank Samantha.

That single phrase—"change how she addresses her"—had instantly shifted the focus of the entire conversation.

At least no one had uncovered the truth.

If she already had her divorce certificate, she wouldn’t have been so nervous.

"What are you so anxious about?"

Trevor looked down at her.

Taking the thermos from her bag, he unscrewed the lid and handed it over.

Rose quickly took a sip, trying to calm her nerves.

"It’s nothing, Mr. Robinson. Could you stay with Ariel for a moment? I need to use the restroom."

Trevor took the thermos back. "Of course. Don’t worry."

Still excited from the outing, Ariel waved enthusiastically at Rose.

Rose headed to the restroom.

The incident had only strengthened her determination to speak with Ryan.

She needed the second installment of funding.

And she needed her divorce certificate.

The entire situation was becoming unbearable.

After splashing cold water on her face, she left the restroom.

She had barely stepped into the hallway when she saw Ryan standing at the far end, lighting a cigarette.

His tall frame seemed even more imposing beneath the dim lights.

When he lifted his eyes and looked at her, the depth of his gaze sent an involuntary chill down her spine.

Rose hesitated for a moment before walking over.

"Can we talk?"

Ryan lowered his eyes.

He pocketed the lighter and immediately crushed the cigarette he had just lit into a nearby ashtray.

"About what?" he asked casually.

"I’ve never raised a child. If you want to learn how to be a good stepmother, you should ask Mr. Robinson."

Rose frowned.

She knew Ryan wasn’t naturally gentle.

Most of the time, his words were sharp enough to draw blood.

But she didn’t have time to dwell on that.

"I called you several times and couldn’t get through."

Her tone hardened. "I expect basic respect when it comes to important matters. Don’t treat me as if I don’t exist."

She rarely called him.

If she reached out, it was because something truly needed to be addressed.

Yet Ryan either ignored her calls or refused to answer them.

And more often than not, Samantha was the reason.

Rose had no interest in becoming collateral damage in their relationship.

Ryan responded casually.

"Mm."

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