The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 673

After a long day, Felicia had just gotten home when she received a frantic call from the PR manager at Roen Capital.

That was the first she’d heard of it. She quickly opened her phone, went online, and pulled up the most popular forums. One glance was all it took. Five of the top ten trending posts were about her, each one racking up an astonishing number of replies and views.

Several photos had already been leaked.

One, in particular, was from the event the other day. Max was kneeling on one knee before her, his large hand holding her ankle firmly as he looked at her with focused intensity.

Jeremy was sitting beside her, his gaze resting on her with gentle warmth.

Darin stood a short distance away, his eyes locked on her, his expression a complicated mix of emotions.

The sight of three men from the absolute pinnacle of society all revolving around one woman was bound to set people's imaginations running wild.

It could only prove that she relied on more than just her beauty; she must possess a level of cunning far beyond that of an ordinary person.

At the same time, someone leaked the news that the Lisbon family’s recent devastating losses, which came after a high-level investigation, were directly connected to her.

When that piece of information dropped, the internet exploded all over again.

Everyone was wondering what kind of incredible power Evelynn wielded to make three men with genius-level intellects and control over vast fortunes willingly orbit her, ready to go to war for her beauty, even at the expense of their own massive interests.

The comments were a tidal wave of judgment. They brought up every old scandal from the financial world: the two men who publicly brawled over a woman, crashing their company's stock; the twenty-something who successfully married a fifty-year-old director; the mistress who publicly taunted the wife for being unable to bear a son...

But now, it seemed those women weren't even worthy of carrying Evelynn's shoes.

People were calling this the new definition of a top-tier player.

Someone even called her a public commodity with a diamond price tag.

One vile comment followed another. Felicia stared at the screen, her face slowly darkening. The hand holding her phone trembled uncontrollably, her knuckles turning white.

In the end, Felicia simply turned her phone off.

Anne, who had been sound asleep, seemed to sense something. She suddenly sat up and looked at Felicia on the sofa, calling out softly, “Mommy.”

Felicia jolted back to the present. She quickly pushed her emotions down, stood up, and hurried to the bed, sitting on the edge. “What woke you up? Did I disturb you?”

Anne burrowed into Felicia’s arms, climbing into her lap and resting against her. “You worked so hard today.”

In that instant, Felicia felt as if all her pain had been healed.

She hugged Anne tightly, leaned down, and kissed the top of her head. “It’s alright,” she whispered softly.

“I’m going to get washed up first. Anne, wait for me.”