The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 215

Chapter 215 

Mila was ready to bear the full force of Wyatt’s wrath as long as Celeste and Sasha were not 

discovered. 

Wyatt roared, “Then why didn’t you tell me?! Shouldn’t you know better?! You watched Bella grow up. Didn’t you feel any pain when you saw her suffering in that hellhole?!” Wyatt was venting his anger at his second wife. 

“It’s all my fault, Wyatt.” 

Mila stood up slowly. The proud daughter of the Larson family looked humble as she said, “Please don’t blame Bella. You can blame me if you want. I didn’t take care of Bella well enough.” 

Bella’s heart clenched. Just when she was about to defend Mila, the impulsive Sasha suddenly stood up from the sofa and said, “Wyatt, don’t blame Mila. I’m also responsible for this. I also found out about Bella’s marriage long ago!” 

“What?!” Wyatt’s eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. 

“Me too…” Celeste raised her hand weakly. “I also knew about it for a long time…” 

“Celeste! Even you were led astray by them?!” Wyatt felt dizzy. When did his obedient wife start to disregard him? 

Bella’s eyes were sore. 

Wyatt could not possibly direct his anger at everyone now. 

“Dad, please calm down. They were all doing this for your sake. You’d be better off not knowing.” 

Axel quickly stepped forward and acted as the peacemaker. He served the delicate teacup to his father and looked so ingratiating. 

“Fuck off!” 

Wyatt was usually a refined and elegant man, but at this moment, he was so furious that he cussed 

out loud. 

“Wait! Did you two also know about it?!” 

Asher and Axel looked at each other and cleared their throats. 

Wyatt thought, ‘Look at this family of actors! They’re all so good at acting, and I’m the only fool who was kept in the dark!’ 

Wyatt was a shrewd businessman who only fooled with others. He did not expect that he would be played by his own family in the end. 

He shouted infuriatingly, stood up, and went upstairs angrily without looking back. 

“Wyatt, don’t you want dinner?” Celeste asked but received no response. 

“Celeste, why don’t you go upstairs and console Wyatt later? You’re the softest among us, and he usually listens to what you say.” Mila sighed helplessly. 

“I… I don’t dare to. I’ll just save some of his favorite dishes for him later and serve them to him.” 

Celeste knew how angry Wyatt was. She was also timid. 

“Wyatt will usually go to his room of collections when he’s in a bad mood. OMG! Won’t he…” 

Sasha broke into a cold sweat. Before she finished speaking, Wyatt started screaming from upstairs. 

“Call the police! My 100 million-dollar antique rosewood chair is missing!” 

The Thompsons finished their dinner quickly.