Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 40

On the other end of the line, there was a gasp of surprise before a reply came, laced with delight.

"Is that true? That rascal Benedict never breathed a word about it! Don't worry, dear. I'll come into the city first thing tomorrow to take care of you."

Giselle smiled, her lips curving slyly. "Thank you, Mrs. Carter. I'll be waiting."

Let Cynthia drag Benedict back home all she wanted—what did it matter? As long as Benedict's mother stood on her side, and with a child on the way, it was only a matter of time before Cynthia and Benedict went their separate ways.

After Benedict left, Cynthia made herself a simple dinner. Once she'd eaten, she lounged on the wicker chair, scrolling aimlessly through her phone.

Suddenly, a rarely used app pinged with a new notification.

[PREGNANT, so no sex for now. My boyfriend has to go to his fiancée for his 'needs'—ugh, it's annoying, but I guess I have to be the bigger person.]

Cynthia saw the all-too-familiar username and let out a cold, humorless laugh. She didn't bother opening the post or the comment section. She could already imagine the flood of insults underneath.

Sometimes, even she had to admit—Giselle had a remarkably thick skin.

Cynthia put her phone away and went back inside. Most of her things from Cloudcrest City were already packed up and shipped to the Capital. The little suburban house, once cluttered with her belongings, now felt hollow and cold.

She stood in the empty room, a pang of loneliness tugging at her heart.

But the feeling didn't linger long. Tomorrow, she had a meeting with the CEO of Novalith Technologies to discuss a partnership, and she needed a clear mind for that.

Tremaine Holdings had been on the decline for years, with her sister fighting tooth and nail just to keep it afloat. Cynthia couldn't go home empty-handed this time.

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