Chapter 84

Lillian made her way towards the bar's exit but stopped short when she saw Jonny sprawled drunkenly on the floor.

His suit was rumpled, his hair was sticking up like a bird's nest, and he was nothing like the polished president image he usually tried so hard to maintain.

In his arms, he held a crudely carved wooden rabbit,clutching it tightly as he muttered in a slur, "Eleanor.sweetheart..."

At the sound of her friend's name, Lillian's fury spiked.She almost smacked him right there

This scumbag!

Where was all this so-called affection back when it actually mattered?

Scowling in disgust,she turned sharply and made for the exit.

But right at the doorway, she nearly collided with Lainey. Lillian couldn't be bothered. Without a word, she sidestepped and swept past her, as if Lainey weren't even worth a glance.

Lainey, on the other hand, seethed inside at the blatant dismissal. Still, she bit her tongue and pressed forward, only to see Jonny slumped on the floor.

Her stomach sank.

So this was what he had been doing? Did he have no shame left at all?

After Eleanor's bombshell post, Jonny had stormed out without explanation. Now here he was, humiliating himself in public.

If the bartender hadn't called, she wouldn't even have bothered showing up

She jabbed him with the tip of her shoe "Jonny, get up. We're going home."

But the moment he realized it wasn't the woman he wanted, his drunken fury flared. "Who the hell are you?Get lost! You're not my wife. Eleanor is my wife! She's my only wife!"

The bar instantly buzzed with whispers and side glances. The crowd, who already recognized Jonny,were clearly enjoying the spectacle.

So this was how the so-called golden couple ended up?

Lainey's face burned. Jonny could afford to be a drunken fool, but her pride wouldn't allow it.

In a fit of rage, she snatched the rabbit from his arms and hurled it to the floor. "Jonny, look at me properly!I'm your wife. Not Eleanor! Me!"

Without waiting for his reply, she dragged him up with brute force and hauled him toward the door, ignoring the murmurs and mocking stares.

Neither of them noticed the tall man who stepped forward once they stumbled away. His bespoke suit was sharp,his presence commanding.

Slowly,he walked over to the wooden rabbit left behind, crouched down, and picked it up.

As he studied it, his sharp eyes widened in disbelief.Wasn't this the very same rabbit his boss's daughter had held in her arms when she disappeared twenty years ago?

He straightened, his voice dropping low and cold as he addressed the bodyguard at his side. "I want everything there is to know about that woman."

Days later, at the Gilbert family's estate, Kurt and his wife sat nervously in the drawing room.

The man across from them radiated authority with nothing more than his posture.

Kurt rubbed his palms against his knees, finally mustering the courage to speak.. Perkins,regarding the Homecoming Support Foundation you mentioned, we're more than willing to provide full support."

Truthfully, he couldn't believe their luck.

Denny Perkins was a man of mystery and immense influence, yet here he was, offering a partnership that came with nothing but benefits.

But why him? What had he done to earn this stroke of fortune?

Denny lifted his teacup and spoke without looking up."No need for pleasantries, Mr. Gilbert, I didn't come here solely because of your family's influence."

He finally raised his eyes, sharp and deliberate. "It's also because I heard that your daughter was adopted."