The Invisible Wife Turned Savage novel Chapter 220

220 Clash in the Livestream

Estella shook her head, letting out a soft sigh of resignation.

“Finished,” she murmured.

“It seems even the wealthy don’t always get their way,” Selene commented with a hint of irony. “They don’t even have the freedom to like whoever they want, not even men.”

Selene chuckled lightly. “At least the grandson is responsible. It’s better to avoid marriage altogether than to deceive someone into it, right?”

Estella nodded in agreement. “You’re right about that.”

Meanwhile, Jonathan—the man who had been mistakenly dragged into the gossip—couldn’t help but sneeze suddenly.

Just then, a gentle knock came at his door.

Jonathan quickly grabbed a tissue, wiped his nose, and called out, “Come in.”

Lana stepped inside, noticing the tissue in his hand. Curiosity flickered in her eyes as she asked, “Boss, are you coming down with a cold?”

Jonathan tossed the tissue into the trash bin and shook his head. “No, I’m fine. What’s up?”

Handing over a file, Lana said, “This is about Mr. Xavier’s case. I’ve almost wrapped up the follow-up. Oh, and another thing—Estella has been serving as a judge in a music competition. We’re planning to attend the final round, bring some flowers, take pictures. Would you like to come?”

Jonathan had been so caught up in work lately that he hadn’t kept track of Estella’s judging duties.

He nodded thoughtfully. “Alright. I’ll make time. Just remind me when the day comes.”

Lana had expected this response—Jonathan always made time for Estella’s matters. She smiled warmly. “Sure, I’ll remind you. But boss, try not to watch Estella’s livestream too much. I’m worried it might bother you.”

Jonathan frowned slightly. “Why wouldn’t I watch her livestream?”

Lana grinned mischievously. “Don’t believe me? Check it out yourself.”

Prompted by her words, Jonathan opened Estella’s livestream during work hours.

The competition had just begun, and several viewers were already flooding the chat with gifts, showering her with support.

The comment section was filled with hearts and affectionate messages.

Strangers were openly declaring their love for her, many even calling her “wife.”

For the first time, Jonathan felt a sharp pang of jealousy stabbing at him from all sides.

With a conflicted expression, he shut the livestream down.

Yet, just a few minutes later, he found himself opening it again. This time, he muted the comments and focused solely on her face.

As he watched, a small smile slowly curved his lips.

The woman he cared for was truly breathtaking.

Almost as if in defiance, he began sending expensive gifts through the stream.

At the same time, Nathaniel was watching too.

“Boss, I watched Estella’s stream too. There was an account whose profile picture looked a lot like your WhatsApp photo. That ID spent over a million. That wasn’t you, was it?”

Jonathan replied calmly, his voice steady. “Of course not. I wouldn’t waste time on something so frivolous.”

Lana thought it over. True, her boss was always serious—he wouldn’t throw away that kind of money just to compete for first place.

After the event, Estella was about to call a cab when she spotted Kevin again.

Like a puppy spotting a bone, he trotted right over.

“Out of money for food again?” she asked dryly.

Kevin nodded sheepishly.

Estella sighed and led him to a nearby food stall.

She ordered a ten-dollar burger.

Kevin gawked in surprise. “Last time you at least bought me meat. Now it’s just a burger?”

Estella rolled her eyes. “After the way you disgusted me last time, you’re lucky I didn’t hit you again. And I’m still buying you food, even if it’s just a burger. What more do you want, you shameless man?”

Kevin had no choice but to eat.

After finishing, he muttered quietly, “I really did treat you badly before. I’m sorry. But since I’ve been trying to earn my own money lately, I realized—it’s actually really hard to make.”

Estella let out a cold laugh. “You’re only just figuring that out? Without your father supporting you, you wouldn’t even have food to eat.”