Whispers of Destiny: His Belated Love novel Chapter 84

Victoria had finally leveled out emotionally and looked up at Maxwell, "Maxwell, I'm fine; don't worry about me."

Before they arrived, Tracy had given Maxwell a call, hinting at her plans for the evening in a roundabout way.

The VIP room was dead silent, even the music had stopped, and everyone could feel the chilly vibe rolling off Maxwell.

Rosemary sneered and looked away, thinking how shameless these two were, flaunting their love in front of the wife, and who knew what they did behind closed doors, probably no holds barred!

Thinking this, she was even more convinced that divorcing Maxwell was the best decision of her life. Maxwell noticed her expression, his eyes filled with an icy chill that was hard to miss. No one spoke, and a heavy atmosphere spread out from him, blanketing the room.

Darren, as the host, stood up under pressure to break the ice, "Mr. Templeton, please, take a seat."

He had set up this whole event to cozy up to Maxwell's good graces. Although things hadn't gone as planned, he had achieved his goal, sort of. He just wasn't sure if Maxwell was here for Rosemary or Victoria.

Earlier, he had bad-mouthed Victoria pretty harshly to win Rosemary over, and now he was worrying he might have backed the wrong horse. Just the thought made him break out in a cold sweat. He couldn't help but glance at Rosemary, only to catch an “Oh boy, you're done for” look from her.

Darren felt dizzy, wondering if he had not only backed the wrong horse but also misjudged Rosemary's status. He was screwed!

Victoria noticed that Maxwell's gaze was fixed on Rosemary and softly called out, "Maxwell."

Maxwell looked away, "Did the investment talks go well?"

A hurt look flashed across Victoria's face, her lips bitten with two clear marks. She shook her head, "I guess Rosemary doesn't want Darren to invest in our dance troupe."

Rosemary, who had planned to just watch the drama unfold, couldn't help but burst into laughter because of anger when she was suddenly blamed for everything.

She took a moment to recall that she hadn't said a word since Victoria arrived, nor had she interacted with Darren at all.

"Ms. Temple, you can't just be thick-skinned like that. Even national treasures have to perform some talent or act cute to get money. You think just by showing up, people should fall over themselves to hand you cash? They hesitate and they're targeting you? Did you dance your brains away?"

The first few remarks were just snarky, but the last one was a straight-up insult! Victoria's face turned red, but she prided herself on being above such things and couldn't lash out in public like Rosemary.

"Rosemary, there's no need for this. I'm not trying to steal Maxwell from you. He and I are just friends. Surely, just because he married you, he doesn't have to cut off all his female friends?"

Rosemary gave a cynical smile, "You could give that a try."

It was like a loud, humiliating slap across Victoria's face, making her already pale complexion turn completely white.

She turned to look at Maxwell. If this man had any bit of intention towards her, he wouldn't have stayed uninvolved with her for so long after her return.

Maxwell's eyes narrowed as he watched Rosemary pushing him away, anger bubbling up inside him. He managed to restrain himself and said coldly, "How much investment do you need? I'll handle the negotiations for you."