Rebirth Revenge Is Everything (Ariana) novel Chapter 547

As the crowd gradually thickened, Irene found herself powerless to act further.

She could only watch helplessly as Lambert walked away, his back radiating indifference. The forced smile on her lips slowly faded into a ghostly pallor before finally dissolving into darkness.

Irene stood motionless, her eyes brimming with anguish, now entirely consumed by shadows. Anyone who knew her would never have imagined such an expression twisting her features. The sheer fury contorting her face was terrifying, almost monstrous.

Meanwhile, Kiara walked side by side with Lambert.

Once the adrenaline faded, Kiara’s earlier boldness evaporated. Her gaze toward Lambert instantly reverted to its usual timid flicker. His aura was undeniably overwhelming, and she had always been somewhat afraid of her brother-in-law.

But right now, fear was the last thing on her mind.

As they neared the venue, Kiara mustered every ounce of courage and spoke up, "B-Brother-in-law... about this matter, I hope you can give me an answer. That woman... she has nothing to do with you, right?" Realizing how harsh her tone sounded, she quickly added, "N-Not that I doubt you! It’s just... the situation looked really suspicious."

Lambert glanced at the stammering girl and suddenly understood why Ariana adored her cousin so much.

Even enough to overlook the complications Jane had brought into their lives.

He had to admit—this girl was rather endearing.

Just a little foolish.

But it didn’t matter. As the younger sister of his wife, even if she were a fool, Lambert could still arrange a decent marriage for her in the future. Gradually, his mood improved slightly, and he said, "This has nothing to do with you. Don’t tell your sister. I’ll explain it to her myself."

Kiara was stunned. This was serious!

Though she wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed when it came to emotional intelligence, she wasn’t completely clueless. She’d seen enough TV dramas to recognize this trope. If someone told their sister-in-law to keep quiet about something like this, there was an 80% chance it was true! Had he really cheated?

In an instant, Kiara’s disbelieving gaze locked onto Lambert.

His expression darkened.

Kiara’s thoughts were easy to read—she wore every emotion on her face. If Lambert couldn’t tell what she was thinking, he’d have to be an idiot. Naturally, his mood soured. Frowning, he shot her a glance and clarified, "Ariana already knows about that woman. Stay out of it."

Kiara was even more confused. Ariana knew?

Then… it couldn’t be cheating, right?

Relief washed over her as she thought this. She nodded slightly and said, "Oh… okay then. I’ll trust you this time, Brother-in-law."

Lambert: "…"

Trust, my foot.

He retracted his earlier assessment that this girl was somewhat endearing.

Still, Irene… needed to be dealt with.

If incidents like this kept happening, even if Ariana trusted him now, over time, this ticking time bomb would only bury itself deeper. Who knew when it might explode? Today’s mishap might not have been so accidental after all.

At this thought, a glacial coldness flashed through Lambert's eyes.

...

Meanwhile, when Irene returned to Madelyn's side, her red-rimmed eyes were unmistakable. Madelyn noticed immediately. Seizing the first opportunity, she pulled Irene aside and asked with concern, "What happened?"

Irene shook her head with a bitter smile, insisting it was nothing.

Madelyn nodded, her eyes reddening, and forced a smile as she resumed the toast. This time, however, her expression was strained, almost as if she were afraid of Ariana.

Ariana: "..."

Lambert, who happened to witness the scene, smirked and remarked, "Brother, perhaps you should help your wife steady herself. Otherwise, if she falls again—especially onto Ariana—it’ll be hard to tell who bumped into whom."

Madelyn’s pitiful expression froze the moment she heard Lambert’s words.

She turned slightly to look at him, only to meet his icy gaze fixed directly on her.

In that instant, Madelyn felt an overwhelming wave of injustice, her chest tightening with a dull ache.

Ariana knew Lambert had spoken up for her. A faint smile tugged at the corners of her lips, but she still returned Madelyn’s toast, though she took a subtle step back, just in case another "accident" occurred and she was blamed again.

Gwen suppressed a quiet chuckle, careful not to let it show too much.

The old lady wouldn’t take kindly to it if she noticed.

Besides, she had no intention of drawing attention from the main household.

She wasn’t like Ariana.

Ariana had a sharp mind and cunning tactics—qualities Gwen lacked. If the main household set their sights on her, she wouldn’t stand a chance, especially now that the eldest son’s new wife, Madelyn, had entered the picture. Just one look at her, and Gwen could tell—she wasn’t the docile type. Not as ruthless as Beverly, perhaps, but certainly no pushover.

So, she kept her head down.

All she wanted now was for her child to be born safely. With a baby of her own, nothing else mattered.