Revenge Wears My Ring novel Chapter 206

She tried to refocus on the documents, but the words on the page seemed to blur and twist before her eyes.

Gwyneth mulled things over for a long while. It seemed she still needed that torn-up agreement after all.

She picked up the phone and dialed Ziggy Dalton directly.

“Ziggy, draft another agreement for me.”

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Quitting time.

Outside the Fletcher Group headquarters.

The setting sun washed the cold glass facade in a warm, golden hue, but it couldn’t melt the electric buzz of gossip that crackled in the air.

As employees trickled out through the revolving doors, their eyes were instantly drawn to the sleek, imposing black Bentley parked just out front.

Yet the real spectacle was the man leaning against it.

Bennett.

He wore a simple black shirt, top two buttons undone, sleeves rolled up to his elbows to reveal strong forearms and a luxury Patek Philippe gleaming on his wrist.

He wasn’t posing—just standing there, casual and unbothered, eyes lowered to his phone. The sunset carved his profile in sharp relief, his features all clean lines and cool detachment. There was something forbidding about him, a chill that warned people away, but God, was he captivating.

“Oh my god… is that Bennett?”

“It’s really him! He looks a thousand times better in person than in those magazines!”

“That presence… wow! Even the biggest movie stars would look dull next to him!”

“He’s here for Serena, isn’t he? Ugh, I’m so jealous! This is straight out of a TV drama!”

Soft gasps and excited whispers rippled through the crowd, thick with a mixture of awe and envy.

Just then, the center of all the speculation—Serena—walked out, surrounded by a gaggle of colleagues.

She spotted Bennett immediately. Her eyes lit up, excitement and surprise blooming across her face.

“Serena! Look! Your husband’s here to pick you up!”

“Mr. Boyd is so handsome! He even came to fetch you after work!”

“Serena, you must have saved the galaxy in your last life. You’re so lucky!”

Her coworkers’ teasing and flattery made Serena’s ego soar. Her heart was pounding, head spinning with possibilities.

Bennett? Why was he here? Had he seen the news and come all the way just for her?

She was certain Bennett didn’t have a wife. She still had a chance.

The thought made her almost tremble with anticipation.

Trying to maintain her composure, she quickened her steps—nearly breaking into a run—crossing the short distance to Bennett. She lifted her carefully made-up face and spoke, soft and sweet, with just the right hint of bashfulness:

“Bennett? What brings you here? Are… are you waiting for me?”

She had no idea!

Impossible—it had to be a lie.

There’s no way.

She wouldn’t let herself flee in embarrassment. That would only confirm everyone’s suspicions.

Forcing herself to stand tall, Serena managed a stiff farewell, fighting back tears threatening to spill over. Maintaining the last shreds of her pride, she hurried to her car, heels unsteady beneath her.

She yanked the door open and ducked inside, slamming it shut behind her.

At that very moment, Gwyneth stepped out through the revolving doors.

And Bennett’s gaze, sharp as radar, locked straight onto the person he’d truly been waiting for.

The moment he saw Gwyneth, something flickered in his eyes. Without hesitating, he opened the driver’s door and slid behind the wheel.

Almost simultaneously, Serena started her sports car, the engine roaring with an agitated growl.

“Look! Mr. Boyd just got in his car! Serena’s leaving too!”

Gwyneth glanced over, caught by the sudden squeal of excitement.

Bennett? Serena?

Are they seriously flaunting their romance right in front of me?