The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 650

She opened the envelope.

Inside was an invitation to a birthday banquet.

The Curtis family had sent it.

Felicia’s eyes widened as she looked up at Jeremy. “This is from the Curtis family.”

Jeremy nodded. “Collin Curtis turns eighty tomorrow.”

Roen Capital was working with the Curtis family lately, so getting an invitation wasn’t surprising. But sending one just for her? That was different.

“You don’t have to go if you don’t want to,” Jeremy said.

Felicia didn’t even pretend to hesitate. She had no plans to show up anyway.

That weekend, Collin’s eightieth birthday was the event of the season. The ballroom was packed—half of Northwick’s elite crowd had come to celebrate. It just showed IronGate Industries’ influence in the city.

Felicia stayed at the hotel, enjoying the peace.

Her phone buzzed. It was Savannah calling.

Apparently, the Kress family had also received an invitation, and had attended the party. Word got out that Felicia had received her own, and Savannah wanted details.

“They sent you a personal invitation. What are they getting at?” Savannah asked.

Felicia took a slow sip of coffee and smiled. “No clue. Doesn’t matter, I wasn’t planning on going.”

“Is Max going?”

She set her cup down and shrugged. “No idea.”

Truth was, she and Max had barely talked all week. Work kept her busy, and even catching up with Anne took effort.

Savannah must have heard something in her voice, because she didn’t push it further.

They chatted a bit about nothing in particular.

The weather was perfect that day—crisp and sunny.

After lunch, Felicia decided to explore the city on her own.

She put on a black coat over a bold blue turtleneck, slipped into some jeans and black leather flats. After curling her long hair and touching up her makeup, she grabbed her bag and headed out.

The second she opened her door, she nearly bumped right into someone—a man standing outside, fist raised, clearly about to knock.

Felicia froze. “You…”

Max’s voice was steady. “I don’t have any plans either. Just thought I’d get some fresh air.”

So, he was determined to tag along.

Felicia didn’t feel like making a scene in front of the driver, so she didn’t argue.

“Where are you headed?” the cab driver asked.

Half an hour later, they arrived at a popular tourist street. The vibe was retro, with stylish storefronts perfect for photos.

The sunshine drew a crowd of young people out to the street.

Max paid the fare and got out first.

Without missing a beat, he reached for Felicia’s hand.

Felicia gave him a frosty look.

He only grinned, then took her purse from her and nodded. “Let’s go.”

Anyone passing by would notice them right away—a striking couple with confidence and poise. Max had that cool, collected energy, while Felicia was radiant and beautiful. Together, they drew more than a few stares as they stepped into the crowd.