Chapter 3
Lost in thought, I carried my son’s ashes to the Carter Edifice
Inside the building, the province’s business elites and aristocratic families had all gathered to celebrate Carter Group’s 30th anniversary.
Dominic stood among the crowd, dashing in his suit and exuding confidence. Beatrice chang to his arm in an elegant gown, sweet and clingy
I walked in expressionless, and the moment I got close, Theard Beatrice pouting: “Dom, I’m sorry. It’s all my fault your wife’s demanding a divorce,”
Dominic lovingly tapped her nose, his voice so gentle it was as if he were afraid to melt her: “Silly girl, I’m rich and Simone loves me to death. There’s no way she’d actually divorce me. She’s just throwing a tantrum. Ignore it,”
As soon as the words left his mouth, his gaze landed on me. The affection in his eyes turned instantly cold.
“Simone, didn’t I tell you today is Carrer Group’s Josh anniversary celebration? I told you to bring our son. And you s
And you show up alone?
The moment I appeared, the guests began whispering with curled lips and scornful expressions: “So that’s Mrs. Carter? She looks like some country bumpkin”
“A stay–at–home mom, huh? No wonder she doesn’t fit in with us business elites.”
“No surprise Mr. Carter favors Miss Pembrolo. Just look at her so shabby and plain. She doesn’t deserve him.”
Their morkery brought a smug little smile to Beatrice’s lips.
Then, feigning innocence, she looked at me with
red–rimmed eyes.
“Simone, I shouldn’t have gotten pregnant. It caused problems between you and Do.”
“If you really hate me, just curse at me or something. But don’t take it out on Alexander by not bringing him–and dressing like you’re going to a funeral”
“You today is the Caner Group celebration. All the city’s celebrities are here. Are you trying to embarrass the Carter family and make Dom look
Her fake compassion and generosity made Dominic’s eyes gleam with satisfaction.
Even the guests around us looked at her with admiration.
But I simply stared at her coldly and said flatly,
“If you want to be a bastard’s mistress, that’s your business.”
“But don’t you dare mention my son. You’re not worthy.”
The banquet hall fell silent.
A second later, Dominic’s face turned dark.
“Simone, watch your mouth!”
“Watch my mouth?”
I let out a cold laugh. “Bec
“Because I’m Mrs. Carter? Yeah, I don’t care about that,”
His eyes burned with rape
“You don’t care? Then what about using my money to help your dad, huh? That poor man’s now driving a Rolls–Royce!”
“If you’ve really got that much pride, stop sneaking around behind my back los support your family!”
Thad asked my father to keep a low profile because I didn’t want to hurt Dominic’s pride or cause trouble for him
But now, just because of one oversight, he actually believed my family was living well off his money?
I looked at him with a faint smile and said softly, “Dominic, you really underestimate me.
