Divorced and Pregnant My New Life with a Billionaire Drives My Ex Crazy novel Chapter 322

Every painting on the wall had to be perfectly straight, no exceptions. Not even a little tilt was allowed. As soon as Wiona walked in, Phil motioned for all the maids to stop what they were doing.

“Good morning, Ms. Morgan.”

After last night’s beef stew dinner, everyone in the manor understood one thing for sure—Mr. Sullivan doted on Ms. Morgan even more than he did his own sister. Who else could get away with eating beef stew outside in the snow? That kind of risky, unconventional meal would have been unthinkable before. One dinner was all it took for the staff to realize Ms. Morgan’s status in the house was even higher than anyone had guessed. And honestly, it looked like she might soon become the new lady of the manor.

Phil led the staff in a respectful greeting, their “Good morning” echoing through the hall. The noise startled Annette, who had been chatting with Donna by the window. She glanced over, eyes landing right on Wiona.

Wiona spotted her and offered a polite, “Good morning, ma’am.”

Annette was surprised, almost taken aback. “It’s you…?”

She recognized her instantly. Wasn’t this the girl from the restaurant—the one who had helped her dodge her bodyguards? How could it be her? Annette’s expression grew complicated as she stepped closer, her eyes moving from Wiona’s beautiful face down to her pregnant belly.

She already knew Wiona was expecting. Donna had made sure she heard all the gossip, too. Supposedly, the baby was probably Conrad’s. Donna had painted Wiona as a married woman who’d used underhanded tricks to seduce Conrad, and now she was clinging to the Sullivan family just because she was pregnant.

All those rumors had left Annette with a bad impression. But seeing Wiona in person now, she was thrown off balance. When they’d met in the restaurant, Annette had instantly taken a liking to her. She even remembered feeling a little disappointed when she found out Wiona was married. Now, to find out it was her standing here…

Annette wanted to ask a million questions but held back, worried she might scare Wiona away if she was too direct.

Wiona was still trying to process Annette’s intense look when she suddenly remembered, “Wait… it’s you?” She was shocked to realize the elegant lady from that day was actually Conrad’s mother. What were the odds?

Annette let out a soft laugh and took Wiona’s hand like they were already old friends. “Come on, let’s go have breakfast together. We can talk while we eat.”

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