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The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 738

Chapter 738

Much to her astonishment, Garrett remained mute and ushered her directly into the VIP room upon setting eyes on her.

Kailee surveyed the stark, sterile chamber with a tinge of dissatisfaction. She immediately wore a petulant expression and queried, “Why have you brought me here? I thought we were embarking on a date. Don’t tell me you’re reneging on your promise.”

Garrett’s gaze bore into Kailee, emanating a formidable chill. “This is your final opportunity. Tell me truthfully, what transpired between us on the day Laney went into labor?”

“What are you insinuating?” Kailee’s heart stuttered at his inquiry, but she endeavored to maintain her composure. “If you’re contemplating backpedaling on our agreement, I’ll go inform Laney this instant.” Garrett scrutinized her obstinate and unyielding countenance and released a frigid sneer.

He promptly produced the evidence Natalie had procured and laid it before Kailee. “The time for pretense is over. The truth can no longer be evaded.”

Following his farewell to Laney that fateful day, Garrett had jetted off to an international hotel for critical business negotiations.

Prior to his marriage, Garrett had been quite the libertine. One undeniable fact was his remarkable ability to hold his liquor.

However, that day, after just a few drinks with his business associate, Garrett found himself reeling, disoriented and unsteady. He brushed it off as a waning tolerance, a consequence of reduced consumption since tying the knot.

Fighting through the dizziness, he managed to conclude the negotiations. As he attempted to take his leave, he realized his assistant had vanished into the restroom and had yet to return.

The vertigo intensified, making it nearly impossible for him to remain on his feet. It was then that Kailee materialized and whisked him away.

At that point, Garrett’s consciousness was slipping, and he couldn’t recognize the figure before him. He was in a stupor as Kailee guided him from the premises.

The instant Kailee’s eyes fell upon the proof shown by Garrett, her visage drained of color.

Summoning her composure, she scoffed, “I merely chanced upon you. Seeing you struggle to walk, I lent a hand to get you to your room.

I never anticipated you’d concoct such fables to weasel out of your commitment. Truly absurd.”

Garrett marveled at Kailee’s unwavering resolve. Even when confronted with evidence, she coolly deflected blame. It was no surprise she was capable of such nefarious deeds.

Luckily, Garrett came prepared.

“May your stubbornness persist,” Garrett grinned, clapping his hands.

In an instant, the VIP room door swung open. Garrett s assistant entered with the hotel staff who had been on duty that day. Kailee’s eyes widened upon seeing the waiter, her hands quivering behind her back. The assistant ushered the waiter forward and icily recounted, “I was at the hotel with Mr. Harding that day. During the dinner, I went to the restroom, and was accosted by a drunken lout who smashed my phone and hauled me to a hotel room.”

With a strained smile, Kailee retorted, “What does that have to do with me? Did I command the drunk to do that?”

The assistant fixed his gaze on her and continued, “I tracked down the drunk. He’s merely a part-time actor. He was paid double by someone to obstruct me, and that someone was this waiter.”

The assistant then delivered a swift kick to the trembling waiter, his voice low and menacing, “As a waiter, how could you possibly have the funds to hire a part-time actor to frame Mr. Harding?”

The waiter shuddered, cautiously looking at Kailee before stammering, “This… this woman, she gave me a large sum, asked me to find someone to stop you, and to covertly drug Mr. Harding…”

Eyes wide with indignation, Kailee bellowed, “Nonsense! I don’t know you at all!”

She rounded on Garrett, fury in her eyes. If you wish to renege on our agreement, so be it. But why hire someone to defame me? Do you truly wish to cross the Gibson family?

“Compose yourself. Let him finish,” Garrett replied, his smile dripping with disdain. Kailee shot the waiter a fierce glare and sneered, “Why should I lend credence to a waiter’s drivel? Who knows if you’re all in cahoots? I’ve no time for such games.” With that, Kailee snatched her handbag, intent on departing.

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