Chapter 134 The Unwelcome Guests
With a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, Willow couldn’t resist probing further. “So, Casey, how old are your kids? Boys or girls?”
The question was like a dagger.
Casey’s smile froze.
Children?
My greatest regret was that I had never given the Brooker family an heir.
A flash of hatred burned in her eyes as she thought of him. The bastard who had stolen everything from me. If my child had lived, he would be in his twenties now. But thanks to that illegitimate whelp, I’d lost the baby… and any chance of conceiving again.
The Brooker fortune should have been my son’s birthright. Instead, it had all gone to him.
Her face twisted for a moment before she set her features.
But what could I do?
Nothing.
Except watch Felix tighten his grip on the Brooker Corporation.
This trip to Hoverdale wasn’t just about the old witch’s birthday.
No. I’m here to hunt down the little bitch who seduced my husband.
The photo I’d seen on Kyle’s phone last week still made her blood boil. Sent by Madam Kate. Of course, the oldcrone had never approved of me. But secretly scouting a young girl for Kyle?
And Kyle’s reply was, “Lovely. If it pleases you, Mother, I have no objection.‘
We weren’t even divorced yet!
I’d been plotting for years to eliminate the first wife and claim my place in this dynasty. No one–no one–was going to push me out now.
Willow caught the venom in Casey’s expression and immediately regretted her curiosity. She shut her mouth.
The car came to a stop in front of a hotel.
Willow and Casey stepped out, expecting admiring glances, only to be met with indifference. Guests hurried past without a second glance.
Willow’s smile faltered, but she quickly recovered.
Casey, however, seethed.
berezier I went: my status and beauty guaranteed adoration. But here in
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She didn’t know that Lauren’s earlier arrival had already stolen the spotlight, making her entrance seem mundane by comparison.
Just wait, Casey told herself. Once inside, these provincial obodies would be groveling at my feet.
Arm in arm with Willow, she strode toward the entrance, then stopped.
A broad–shouldered man in a black suit was blocked by security.
“Mr. Kenneth,” the head guard said firmly, “I can’t let you in without an invitation. Brooker family rules.”
Kenneth’s jaw tightened. “Name your price.”
When the guard shook his head, Kenneth pulled out a checkbook. “140,000 dollars. Enough?” He threw it at the man.
The guard didn’t move.
Kenneth’s patience broke. “Don’t push your luck.”
Money always worked. Why did this fool resist?
The guard’s temper flared.
Did this rich bastard think the rules didn’t apply to him?
Giving money is certainly tempting, but I have to have my life to spend it. The Brooker family’s people that ruthless strength I had seen. If I take these dollars, my hands will definitely be ruined.
“No invitation, no entry,” he snapped.
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