The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1478

The voice was all too familiar to everyone in the room.
People looked up to see Phoebe dragging her gown from the other end of the corridor, eventually stopping in front of them with a smirk on her face, giving them a cold, scornful look.
"You...how..." Cole was stunned.
Grace was flabbergasted.
Nobody understood.
Phoebe?
How did she end up here?
This question was burning in everyone's mind, and someone finally blurted it out.
"If Ms. Alonso is here, then who is the woman in the room?"
All eyes turned to Grace.
And the quick-witted ones added, "Actually, it happened so fast. I knew there were two people in the room, but I couldn't see who."
"Same here, it was too quick, I didn't get a good look..."
"I was at the very front when the door opened, but I didn't get a glimpse of the woman's face."
"I wonder how Ms. Grace has such sharp eyes to recognize that woman as Ms. Alonso?!"
"I thought at first since they've lived together for so many years, it would be natural to recognize each other at first glance, but now that I think about it..."
The speaker trailed off, knowing that the rest of the sentence was better left unsaid.
But those who were meant to understand had understood.
"And you're so sure it's me without getting a clear look? What's the big deal that has you all pointing fingers at me?"
The sarcasm in her voice was palpable.
What big deal?
More like a big mess.
A young and beautiful girl, yet to start dating, getting involved with a man...it didn't look good from any angle.
Especially when the man in question was a dimwit.
Cole stood there, his eyes flickered, then hardened.
Grace stood there, as white as a sheet, breaking out in a cold sweat, and her heart was pounding.
Why wasn't Phoebe in the room?
But there was clearly a man and a woman in the room...
Who was the woman in the room?
Could it be...
No, it couldn't be...
Phoebe stood to one side, her eyes flashing with icy laughter as she watched Grace's face.
"By the way, with so many people here, where is my sister? Did she leave?"
Her words dropped like a bombshell, making everyone snap to realization.
"Yes, she can't move around on her own, so where is she now?"
"Right, she's in a wheelchair, she can't be upstairs, and she wasn't in the banquet hall earlier..."
At this moment, everyone's gaze fell on the closed door in front of them.
"Could the woman in the room be..."
"What are you talking about?! How could Wendy do something like that?!"
Grace went pale, she couldn't believe that the woman in the room with that idiot could be Wendy!
Everyone sneered, "Wendy couldn't possibly do something like that, but Phoebe could? Ms. Grace, even if Phoebe isn't your biological daughter, this unfair treatment is too glaring, isn't it?"
Cole didn't believe it either, but he was furious at these people for suspecting Wendy.
"My daughter would never be so reckless. I won't allow you to cast aspersions and tarnish my daughter's name. I want to see which shameless woman is letting Wendy bear the brunt of this!"
With rage boiling inside him, Cole pushed Grace aside, grabbed the doorknob, and swung the door open.
A strong smell instantly filled the room, making everyone cover their noses and rush in.
The two people were still entwined on the floor. Abelard was dim-witted, so he didn't know how to treat a woman, he just followed his instincts.
The woman on the floor, her arms around Abelard's neck, was moaning.
Upon seeing the face, Cole was shocked, rooted to the spot.
Grace couldn't believe what was happening right in front of her. She stood still for a few seconds, then let out a scream and shoved Abelard aside.
"Beast! This freaking beast!"
Abelard was pushed to the side, banging into the wall behind him.
Heather's face darkened instantly.
Without Abelard's cover, Wendy's naked body was exposed to everyone.
Including her flushed face, seductive gaze, and satisfied expression...
It was unbearable to look at.
People were either gloating, shaking their heads in disbelief, or averting their eyes.
"Oh, I thought something good was being unfairly blamed on me, but it turns out to be this."
Grace wrapped Wendy in her torn dress.
Holding Wendy in her arms, Grace heard Phoebe's words, and looked up at her, her eyes filled with resentment.
Phoebe just kept on smiling.
"Congratulations to my mother and sister. I remember you were envious of how lucky I'd be if I ended up with Mr. Bowles, now this 'luck' has fallen on my sister, congratulations indeed.
Since my sister and Mr. Bowles seem to be so...compatible, it would be unreasonable of me not to give this marriage to her."
Grace's face twisted, staring at Phoebe, shaking all over.
"Phoebe, did you do all this?!"
Phoebe chuckled, her eyes cold.
"What do you mean, mother?"
Phoebe's expression was clear as day, but the more Grace saw it, the angrier she got, completely losing her cool.
"It must be you, you must've done this to Wendy! It should have been you..."
"Oh? What do you mean 'it should have been you'?"
Grace paled.
Phoebe pointed out her error, adding, "Isn't this kind of thing supposed to be consensual? What could I have done? If my sister didn't want it, she should've fought back, but it seemed like she was really enjoying it... 'it should have been me'..."
She paused, feigning thoughtfulness, then repeated Grace's words, suddenly brightening up, looking up at Grace, laughing.
"You were planning for me to sleep with Mr. Bowles today, weren't you?"
Everyone turned their eyes to Grace, who was looking a bit awkward.
Their eyes were filled with scorn and contempt.