Chapter 47



This chain of events fueled persistent rumors among their acquaintances. Speculation swirled that Ainslie might have played a role in Matias’s first wife’s demise. However, no concrete evidence ever emerged, and the gossip gradually faded.

Darren had conveyed all of this to Belinda.

When Ryan heard Belinda’s words, his demeanor changed drastically. His forced smile barely concealed his discomfort as he asked, “What exactly are you implying, Ms. Thomas?”

Belinda’s smirk was tinged with sarcasm and amusement. “Just a gentle reminder, Mr. Adams. It’s interesting that your mother rose to her current position from being a mistress. When she was carrying you, she was nothing more than your father’s secret lover. So, if we’re being honest, the distance between you and the title of ‘illegitimate child’ is very slim. Perhaps you should reflect on your own origins before scorning others with such contempt.”

Belinda’s expression turned impassive as she continued firmly, “No one gets to choose the circumstances of their birth.”

“Does anyone truly aspire to be labeled illegitimate? As an adult, shouldn’t you rise above petty gossip and speak with some decency?” With that, Belinda rose from her seat.

She looked down at Ryan, her tone cool and composed. “I apologize, Mr. Adams, but I find it difficult to dine with someone who lacks manners and decency like you.”

Ryan’s expression darkened further as Belinda gathered her belongings and left the room.

Seated in her car, a mocking smile played on Belinda’s lips. Reflecting on Ryan’s delusions of moral superiority, given his mother’s past, she couldn’t help but find the irony amusing.

A sudden craving struck her, and without hesitation, she drove straight to The Harlequin Eats for their renowned crispy salt and pepper ribs.

As Belinda stepped out of her car in the parking lot, a gentle voice called out to her. “Belinda.”

Turning, she saw Carola emerging gracefully from a sleek black Rolls Royce. Belinda returned the greeting, her expression neutral.

Carola approached her with a warm smile. “Are you here by yourself?”

“Yes,” Belinda replied with a nod.

“Why not join us then? Your father and sister are already inside,” Carola offered, already leading the way.

Belinda hesitated briefly before responding, “Alright.”

Following Carola, Belinda walked toward a private dining room. Inside, Baker and Kylee both looked up, their surprise evident as Carola entered with Belinda by her side.

“Mom, Belinda, what brought you two together?” Kylee asked with a bright smile, linking arms with Carola.

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