“What kind of pictures?”

Chapter 218

Paul clicked on another trending topic titled “Arabella’s Scandalous Photos.”

The page was dotted with intimate photos of Arabella and Elijah. Even with the blur, they were too explicit for comfort.

The comments were mostly mocking him, saying he was willingly wearing the cuckold’s cap or calling him a doormat, implying that he was happy to clean up other people’s messes.

One comment, in particular, hit a nerve. “This Paul guy is nothing compared to Percival. Just look at the women they chose.”

“Percival’s fiancée, Vivienne, though not from a wealthy family, earned two Ph.D. degrees by the age of sixteen. She’s the genius hacker, Shadow Wolf, The Scent Maestro, and the internationally renowned fashion designer, Charles. Talk about talent!”

“Then take a look at Arabella. She has no talent except for the ability to cheat on her fiancé.”

Paul lifted his head and glared at Arabella.

It was all because of this woman!

She was the reason he became a laughingstock!

When Arabella heard the recording, her face turned pale. She had also seen the pictures of her and Elijah on Twitter.

She stared at the photos, trembling all over.

How could this be? Hadn’t Felix promised not to release these photos?

that Felix was dead.

something

Paul stood up abruptly and stormed out of

who got recorded. If it were just the photos, no one would

the exposure of those photos alone would

that everyone knew the child wasn’t his, he would lose all face if

careful, none of this would have happened! You can’t break

was her best option, and she didn’t want to

argument carried them into

Suddenly, someone snickered.

gaze followed the sound. He realized that everyone in the hall was looking at him with strange expressions.

Percival looking down on him, as if he were a pathetic,

it anymore. He shook off Arabella’s grip and pushed her

twisted her ankle. She fell into a large decorative vase nearby.

vase and Arabella’s fall

pain. She looked up and heard

sharp pain in her left cheek. She reached up, touched a bloody wound, and screamed,

He hadn’t expected to push Arabella and end

red stain spreading under Arabella’s

a warm flow from her body. She reached out to grab Paul’s suit pants but

At Pendleton Hospital.

Brooks family arrived, Arabella had already been taken into the

asked Dr. Calista, who was standing

her uterus.” Calista replied nonchalantly, as if it were

was sitting on the bench. “What the

to explain but couldn’t find

patient needs a blood transfusion urgently, but we’re low on AB blood. Do we have any non–relative donors with AB blood

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