“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?

know that

to say something

stood up abruptly

after him and grabbed his arm. “This isn’t my fault! You were the one who got recorded. If it were

bitterly. Even without the recording, the exposure of those photos alone would have been

wasn’t his, he would lose all face if he still

you had been careful, none of this would have

into the Ellington family was her best option, and she

carried them

Suddenly, someone snickered.

the hall was looking at him with strange expressions. Percival was

distance between them, Paul felt Percival looking down on him,

it anymore. He shook off Arabella’s grip and

heels, stumbled and twisted her ankle. She fell into a large decorative vase

vase and Arabella’s fall stunned

pain. She looked up and heard Coral scream,

My face!” She felt a sharp pain in her left cheek. She

to push Arabella and end up disfiguring her.

at the red stain

me, help me…” Arabella clutched her stomach, feeling a warm flow from her

At Pendleton Hospital.

Arabella had already been taken

who was standing outside the

said she’s hemorrhaging. They might have to remove her uterus.” Calista replied nonchalantly, as if it

sitting on

opened his mouth to explain but

out. “The patient needs a blood transfusion urgently, but we’re low on AB blood. Do we have any non–relative donors with AB blood type?”

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