His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius

Chapter 1144:noveldrama

Kylee swallowed her fury, pressing her lips into a thin line as she meticulously erased any traces of her activity. She then slid the phone back under Verena’s pillow, ensuring it looked untouched.

With one final glare at the unconscious Verena, she turned and knocked on the restroom door.

Within seconds, it cracked open.

“Are you finished?” the masseuse whispered.

Kylee nodded. “Yes. I’m leaving now.”

“Alright.”

Kylee wasted no time exiting.

Once she was back in her car, she gripped the steering wheel, her entire body trembling with barely restrained fury. Her jaw clenched so tightly that it ached, her face contorted in unbridled hatred.

So, it was Verena all along.

Verena was the mastermind behind her abduction. She was the one who had orchestrated her humiliation. And afterward, she had meticulously framed Belinda for the matter.

Verena had been pulling the strings behind everything.

The truth burned inside Kylee like fire, scorching her from the inside out.

She had harbored suspicions before, but now, she had undeniable proof.

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One of her spies had trailed Verena for weeks, uncovering her routine—every Tuesday and Saturday, she indulged in a massage at this very spa.

That was all the opportunity Kylee needed. She had wasted no time devising a plan.

She had paid off Verena’s masseuse, instructing her to burn a sleep-inducing incense in the treatment room.

Once Verena succumbed to unconsciousness, she had seized her chance to check Verena’s phone.

She hadn’t expected to stumble upon something so damning.

Those obscene pictures were irrefutable evidence.

Kylee’s heart pounded with unrelenting fury.

Verena was the person who had ruined her life!

She would have her revenge. She would make Verena suffer!

Kylee quivered with rage, her expression darkening at the mere thought of Verena. Her fists clenched involuntarily.

How could this be possible? She had wrongfully accused Belinda before. But even knowing the truth now, she felt no remorse for what she had done to Belinda.

Belinda deserved every bit of it!

Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Kylee started the engine and sped away.

That evening, when Belinda returned to her home, she was greeted by Margie, who looked concerned.

She said, “Miss Wright, Mr. Clark didn’t touch his dinner. He went straight upstairs after coming home. He seemed… upset. Maybe you should check on him?”

Belinda’s brows furrowed slightly in concern.

“Alright, I’ll go and check on him,” she replied before heading upstairs. After searching the bedroom and finding it empty, she finally spotted Lucas in the study.

Lucas was seated at his desk, eyes fixed on his laptop screen, but there was something cold and distant about him.

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