The Genius Ex-Wife’s Revenge Portfolio novel Chapter 230

Ella looked away, shaking her head. “I’m okay, Lilly. Really.”

She pulled out her phone and called the Harmon family estate.

Grandma Chelsea answered right away, her voice bubbling with excitement. “Ella, you finally remembered your old grandma! I’ve missed you so much.”

Ella glanced again at the shadow of the luxury car disappearing down the street. “Grandma, I don’t have class tonight. I’ll come by and have dinner with you.”

“That’s wonderful news. David will be home tonight too. I can’t wait to see you both.”

“Alright, I’ll see you soon.”

After hanging up, Ella turned to Lilly. “I have to go back to the estate.”

Lilly nodded. “Go ahead, have a nice dinner with Grandma Chelsea.”

But Ella shook her head, her voice low and determined. “That’s not why I’m going. I want to find out who Monica’s sugar daddy really is.”

Lilly stared at her, completely thrown off. “Wait, what?”

…

The extra-long Rolls-Royce glided down the city streets. Aiden drove up front while Monica sat in the back, eyes glued to the man beside her.

David wore a sharp, custom black suit, a crisp pocket square tucked into his jacket. He’d just come from a board meeting, the cool energy of a top executive still radiating off him. The city lights flickered through the windows, catching on the hard lines of his face. He was just as striking as the first time she saw him.

He barely seemed to notice her, eyes fixed on the file in his hands.

Monica watched him, her gaze full of open longing. “Mr. Harmon, I took a fall from the harness today, but it wasn’t a big deal. You really didn’t have to come see me.”

David didn’t glance up. His tone was cool and distant. “Did Ella come to the hospital to see you?”

Monica had been watching David’s every move. The night Aiden came looking for a virgin, she knew she finally had a shot. But by the time she arrived at Bellemont Manor, Ella had already gotten there first. She had spent the night with David. Monica should have been the one with him.

She was jealous. More than that, she was furious.

David’s coldness only made it worse, but she couldn’t let it show. All she could do was nod. “Yes, Mr. Harmon. I understand.”

Right then, his phone rang. The cheerful ringtone cut through the silence. It was the Harmon estate.

David answered, and Grandma Chelsea’s voice came floating through, warm and happy. “David, come home for dinner. Ella’s here.”

David’s expression shifted, just for a second. “I’m on my way.”

He hung up, then spoke to Aiden. “Pull over.”

Aiden eased the Rolls-Royce to a stop at the curb.