Shredded Vows: The Billionaire’s Secret Heir novel Chapter 46

The moment these reports dropped, the internet went into an absolute frenzy!

"Well played! A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do! Why hang yourself on one tree? The more sugar daddies you hook, the more options you have!"

"Lydia Rose is living the dream. I want to be her next year!"

Bizarrely enough, the online comments were overwhelmingly positive!!

As dusk fell, the horizon looked as though it had been dusted with fine gold powder. Gentle oranges and deep purples wove together into a magnificent tapestry.

Inside the sleek, luxurious CEO's office at Gray Enterprises.

Gideon was just getting ready to leave work when he saw the news notification. His face turned absolutely green with rage!

"Boss..." Dave Hunter had a report to give, but he didn't dare speak up. "You..." He immediately sensed that something was catastrophically wrong.

He watched as the CEO grabbed his jacket and stormed out. Seeing his boss's incredibly dark expression, Dave swallowed the rest of his words.

On the drive back, Larson gripped the steering wheel, not even daring to breathe too loudly. He didn't dare glance at the man; the air in the car felt like it was freezing over.

The scandal had blown up so massively that even Larson had seen it.

Returning to Belvoir Estate and not seeing Lydia only fueled the roaring inferno of Gideon's fury.

None of the staff dared to make a sound, approach him, or provoke him. Everyone was utterly shocked by the news.

Mrs. Gable hid in a corner and frantically dialed Lydia's number. "Ma'am, where are you? Gideon is back, and he looks furious. He's waiting for you!"

"Let him wait," the voice on the other end replied. It wasn't loud, but her tone was unyielding before she hung up.

Mrs. Gable listened to the dial tone in stunned silence. "..." Thinking about the news, she was consumed by anxiety but completely powerless to help.

Was Lydia doing this on purpose? Just to get back at him?

The minutes ticked by, agonizingly slow...

Gideon sat on the sofa in the downstairs living room, staring blankly out the French windows as the sun set and night fell.

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