The Ex-Wife's Triumph novel Chapter 159

When Lucy walked into the house, her hand was still throbbing—she hadn't used her palm, but the back of her hand, and it stung and felt hot.

Mrs. Smith spotted her immediately and welcomed her with a smile, greeting her warmly, "Lucy, welcome!"

She gave Lucy a warm hug.

Lucy smiled and turned slightly, handing over the gift in her hand.

"Oh, this is too thoughtful. I love it. Thank you!" Mrs. Smith took the gift, her eyes curving into crescents.

"I should be thanking you," Lucy responded with a smile. "You helped introduce me to clients; this is just a small token of appreciation."

"Then I won't hesitate to accept your kindness." Mrs. Smith patted her arm with a laugh, then guided her toward the living room, enthusiastically introducing the various red wines on the racks.

An hour later, having had a few light drinks, Lucy took out her phone to call a designated driver.

To her surprise, the order was accepted quickly—the private estate was in a remote location, yet someone picked up the order. It must have been a coincidence.

Before long, a driver wearing a blue vest and riding an electric scooter arrived.

After verifying the information, Lucy handed him the car keys and sat in the back seat.

Leaning back against the seat, she lowered her eyes and checked her phone. The heat from the previous trending topic had died down, replaced by a headline about a supermodel meeting her boyfriend at a hotel late at night.

After reading a few lines, she found it dull and turned off the screen.

Forty minutes later, Lucy arrived at her door.

The driver took the keys back, hopped on his scooter, and quickly vanished into the night.

Almost at the same time, Xavier received the text and forwarded it on to Kingsley: [Sir, Miss Lynwood has arrived home safely.]

When he sat back on the study sofa, his phone suddenly vibrated.

It was a call from Winston Sherwood. He swiped to answer, and Winston's steady voice immediately came through the receiver.

"Don't intend to explain the video online?"

"It was just a boxing match," Kingsley said flatly, his tone revealing no ripples.

"Have you found out who posted the video?" Winston's voice held a hint of worry, clearly fearing that the Sherwood family's rivals or his political opponents were pulling strings behind the scenes.

"I know." The corner of Kingsley's mouth lifted imperceptibly before flattening again. "It won't affect you."

"You're taking this too lightly." Winston's tone grew heavy. "If someone with ill intentions uses this, it won't just affect me; the entire Sherwood family will be dragged into it!"