The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 1172 The Classmate Reunion

The long-awaited day of the classmate reunion finally dawned.

Kailee secured reservations al the most luxurious hotel in Barnes and arrived early to greet her former classmates with an infectious, beaming smile.

Kailee used to attend the most prestigious academy in Barnes, where the majority of her classmates hailed from affluent families. Post -graduation, most of them ventured into the world of business. They came here today, primarily seeking to curry favor with the influential Harding and Gibson families.

So, the moment they caught sight of Kailee, they flocked to her with unbridled enthusiasm. “My, how the years have flown by! Kailee, you’ve grown ever more stunning.”

“Your beauty truly knows no bounds. Age has not diminished your radiance in the slightest. You’re still as captivating as ever.”

Basking in the adulation of her peers, Kailee beamed with delight, “Thank you! You all look wonderful as well.”

Just then, someone piped up, “Where’s Garrett? Shouldn’t he be here by now?”

As the heir to the Harding Group, the preeminent corporation in Barnes, Garrett’s absence had not gone unnoticed.

with Garrett grew anxious.’

coy smile, Kailee replied, “He’s eager to catch up with all of us too. I imagine he’s

her classmates’ curiosity. Back in their school days, Kailee and Garrett were

it appeared

asking, “Hasn’t he married? Are

Kailee could respond, a classmate eager to align with the Gibson family sneered, “I heard Garrett’s wife is a mere bodyguard. How did

and Kailee were a match made in heaven. Who would have thought his taste would deteriorate so drastically?”

in front of her classmates, she feigned concern and sighed. “Please, don’t speak ill of

words were cut short by a sudden commotion at the door. All eyes turned toward the entrance as it swung open, revealing a tall figure with striking

was none other than Garrett himself. “Garrett!” Kailee rushed toward him, elated. However, her joy quickly dissipated, her smile frozen in

into the room, his gaze upon her brimming with affection. “Apologies for our tardiness,” Garrett said. “My wife is expecting, and the bumpy ride was too much

wise for Mrs. Harding to be out and about

active for the baby’s well-being.” Garrett then introduced Laney to the room. “This is my wife, Laney. She’s about

meet you

with rage, clenching her teeth, but she refused to admit