Unwanted Fake Wife The Top Billionaire novel Chapter 213

Chapter 213 No More Lies

Inside the room, Elena listened quietly. A dull ache spread through her chest.

She understood.

Charles wasn’t wrong to prioritize the Hawthorne family. He carried the weight of the entire family on his shoulders.

So she didn’t blame him.

But that didn’t mean she could let it go.

The care and protection he had shown her over those five years… She had already repaid it.

From now on, she wouldn’t hold onto any of it.

Just then. a sharp voice cut through the hallway.

“Oh please, don’t make Elena sound like some saint. If she was such a perfect wife, why didn’t Nathan fall for her after five years?” Victoria said.

Elena looked out and saw her storming over, furious.

Charles snapped, “What are you doing here? Daniel, get her out of here.”

But Victoria shook Daniel off and marched straight up to Walter.

“I get that you don’t want to offend the Kingsleys,” she said with a cold laugh, “but Nathan is my son. Alexander beat him into this condition. I’m not letting this slide. Don’t give me that ‘standing up for an employee‘ nonsense. Everyone knows Elena’s been in Alexander’s bed for a long time.”

Her voice was loud, deliberately so.

“Alexander should be the one apologizing. Didn’t he just get married? If you won’t deal with it, I will. I’ll expose everything. Let’s see how his wife’s family reacts when they find out he’s keeping a mistress.”

The Kingsley family was never going to marry into some ordinary household.

Alexander’s wife had to come from serious money, no question about it.

If this blew up publicly, it wouldn’t just be messy, it would put the Kingsleys under real pressure.

Victoria went on and on, but Walter didn’t react at all. He stayed perfectly composed, then glanced at Charles, whose face had already turned stiff and pale, and said, “The way your family operates, I’ve got to

it’s something else.”

say.

Charles snapped, “Victoria, enough. Leave. Daniel, get her out of here.”

This is a disaster. She’s completely lost it.

Daniel grabbed her arm again, trying to pull her away.

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Chapter 213 No More Lies

Victoria panicked and shouted toward the room.

Finished

“Alexander’s wife, are you seriously staying quiet? Your husband’s cheating, made his mistress CEO of one

of his companies, and nearly beat my son to death. You’re just going to ignore that?”

The room went completely quiet.

Victoria kept her eyes locked on the door, her gaze sharp and unblinking.

Time dragged on, stretching longer than it should have.

Finally, the door opened.

A flicker of satisfaction crossed Victoria’s face. Let’s see how the Kingsleys clean up this mess.

But then, a woman stepped out.

“Elena? What are you doing here?” Victoria said, her voice pitching up in shock.

The woman standing there wore a sleek black dress with a light blazer draped over it, her long hair falling over her shoulders. The slight lift at the corner of her eyes carried a clear edge of mockery.

If it wasn’t Elena, who else could it be?

“Where’s Alexander’s wife?” Victoria demanded.

A wild, almost ridiculous thought flashed through her mind, but she refused to believe it. She could only push it away and press Elena instead.

Charles and Daniel both looked at Elena, confusion written all over their faces.

Alexander and Elena had always had a complicated, ambiguous history.

What kind of wife would tolerate a woman like that hovering around her husband, possibly even stepping into their marriage?

“I’m right in front of you,” Elena said.

Her voice cut clean through the silence.

She curved her lips slightly, her smile edged with cold amusement as Victoria stared at her in disbelief. “My apologies, we must’ve missed your RSVP when we got married. Let me introduce myself properly, I’m Alexander’s wife, and the CEO of Velmora Media.”

“That’s impossible!” Victoria snapped without hesitation.

What kind of nonsense was this?

“Who do you think you are? The Hawthorne family wouldn’t even give you a second look, and you think the Kingsleys would? You’re just someone my son wasted five years on and still didn’t want

She didn’t get to finish. A sharp crack cut through the room.

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