Too Late Mr. White! I'm Married To Your Rival Now novel Chapter 259

Aria's POV

I was just checking my phone when Aiden caught sight of the message flashing across my screen.

"I'll contact Lucas," he said, his face betraying nothing as he turned away.

I nodded, quickly typing back to Lillian: *Aiden's already contacting his secretary.*

Her response came immediately: *This restaurant owner must be a complete idiot! Publishing our photos like that? They're literally begging to be sued!*

The irony wasn't lost on me. Aiden and I had just been discussing how the restaurant had blurred our faces in their post, and now they'd gone and revealed us completely. Honestly, I wasn't particularly concerned about being exposed. In fact, they'd just handed us evidence on a silver platter.

I navigated back to their social media account to investigate further and quickly figured out their motivation. Someone had commented that while our outfits looked expensive, we must be ugly underneath to behave so "disgustingly." The restaurant owner, probably thinking they could generate more outrage traffic, had posted unblurred photos of Lillian and me with the caption: "They're actually quite attractive."

That was just five minutes ago. I tapped to expand the comments section and saw that people had already recognized me.

"Take this down NOW. That's Aria Jones and her friend. Are you seriously accusing Aria of trying to scam you over a few hundred dollars? Are you for real?"

"OMG that's Aria! My Aria would need to scam your pathetic establishment? The handbag she's carrying costs over $30,000!"

"Is this what passes for marketing these days? Aria Jones is a concert pianist, for God's sake. She doesn't need your chump change. This is beyond ridiculous!"

I took screenshots of these comments, preserving the evidence. When I switched back to capture more, I noticed they'd already deleted our unblurred photos.

The restaurant had clearly intended to play victim while harvesting traffic and attention. They'd certainly succeeded in generating buzz—our photos were already being shared on T*****r. The situation had spiraled beyond simple damage control.

Fortunately, the motorboat racing competition had just concluded recently, and my fans—more numerous than I'd realized—immediately recognized me and rallied to my defense on social media.

All Lillian and I had wanted was a simple weekend lunch. Now we were trending. Unbelievable.

The restaurant finally panicked when they realized I wasn't just some random customer but someone with a public following. They issued an apology, though it was hardly satisfactory—still trying to deflect blame by claiming they were "gun-shy" from previous scammers.

Their half-hearted apology meant nothing to Aiden. Just as their statement went live, Carter Group's official account posted: "Heard our CEO's wife is scamming restaurants?"

Aiden immediately tagged me in a repost. The story exploded, impossible to contain.

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