The Billionaire's Regret: His Secret Wife Turned Medical Genius novel Chapter 118

Gabriel started toward the lounge, but a soft hand caught his sleeve.

"Gabriel." Vivian tipped her face up, her voice soft and deliberate as she continued, "Won't you at least have a drink with me?"

Gabriel glanced at the fingers clutching his cuff, his expression turning cold. He pulled his arm free without hesitation. "I'm not interested in you."

Silence enveloped them in an instant, and color drained from Vivian's cheeks as she stood there, mortified.

However, Gabriel didn't spare her another look and simply headed the way Emily had gone.

Immediately, Vivian's eyes reddened as she helplessly turned to Marlene.

Marlene gently squeezed her hand and spoke in a low voice, "Vivian, don't rush it." She watched Gabriel's back with a calculating glint in her eyes. "Men always want what they can't have. Let him get turned down first. Once he divorces Emily, he'll realize how good you are."

In Marlene's mind, Emily was nothing without the Holtons, and divorce was only a matter of time. If Vivian played it right and married into the Holton family, all that wealth would eventually belong to the Lawrences.

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In the lounge, the music softened the noise drifting in from the ballroom.

Emily took the juice Arthur had handed her and took a sip of it. "What brings you here?"

"My grandpa gets an invitation every year," Arthur said with a smile. "I usually skip it, but I figured I might see you tonight. So, here I am."

He looked at her, then his expression turned more serious. "Have you ever thought about working at a different hospital?"

Emily was stunned. Her hand remained on the glass as she looked up at Arthur with a flicker of surprise in her eyes.

"She's still my wife. We're not divorced," Gabriel said, his tone laced with warning. "Don't aim for what isn't yours."

But Arthur remained smiling, his gaze locked on Gabriel's without flinching. "Mr. Holton, you're getting divorced. That doesn't exactly make her your wife now, does it?"

He set his empty glass on a passing tray, unhurried and polite. "Emily's exceptional. She deserves someone who treats her right. So, let's be fair about this."

Be fair? What made him think he deserved her in the first place?

Gabriel clenched his teeth, his jaw tight with tension. Heat surged in his chest as he stared at Arthur's composed face.

But in the end, he said nothing and turned away.

Fine. They would keep it fair. Besides, there was no way he'd lose Emily to a young guy. What a joke!