The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 218

Catherine kept things brief, her explanation polite but distant. She wasn’t about to let Lewis see her gratitude, not in this moment. Lewis didn’t push it. He thanked her, then reminded her to get some sleep.

Once the call ended, Catherine set her phone aside and crawled into bed, the day finally catching up with her.

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A week later, Lance met with the Green family to iron out the wedding details. Catherine didn’t go, but she found out how it all turned out from the news. The wedding would be at The Cabinda Hotel, the dress custom-made by an internationally famous designer, worth an eye-watering eight figures.

“If I’d known Lance was this generous, you never should’ve walked away with nothing,” Lorinda blurted as soon as she called Catherine after seeing the announcement. “Just think, the dress alone is worth millions. The jewelry too. You could have sold it all secondhand and lived easy for the rest of your life.”

Catherine cradled a bowl of pear soup, sipping slowly. She’d caught a slight cold after getting caught in the rain, and it had been hanging on for days. The warm kitchen lights wrapped gently around her, while the living room behind her sat dark and empty, making her loneliness feel even sharper.

“I know. I probably should have asked for something at least.”

If she had, Patty’s hospital bills might have been covered. Maybe she could have used that chance to leave for good.

“So, what do you think the bride price is this time?” Lorinda’s voice turned curious, a bit gossipy. “It’s got to be at least a few hundred million, right? Lance is crazy about her.”

Catherine took another careful sip. “No idea.”

The James family had more money than they could ever spend. Whatever they gave would just be for show. Whether it was Lance or Belinda, neither would let Adelina miss out on anything.

As the wedding date drew closer, Catherine’s feelings were tangled—complicated, but with a strange sense of relief mixed in. In the company group chat, everyone was sending their congratulations to Lance and Adelina. Adelina replied with warmth and a sense of belonging, already stepping into her role as the future boss’s wife.

The morning sun splashed across the SilverLeaf Industries building, turning the glass and steel gold. When Catherine stepped out of the elevator, she immediately noticed a familiar figure through the half-open door of the president’s office. Adelina hadn’t been to the office in ages, but her voice floated out into the hallway.

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