All Chapters of The Wife They Rejected Was a Billionaire Heiress: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Chloe Bennett’s lips curved into a satisfied smile the moment the agreement was sealed. During the upcoming trip, she would find every opportunity to draw Ethan Blackwood closer. Once everything was settled, the title of Mrs. Blackwood would finally belong to her.On the other side of the city, Lily sat contentedly in the back seat of the car, licking an ice cream cone with pure enjoyment written across her small face.“Pretty Uncle, are we going to find Mommy now?”Sebastian Cole glanced at her through the rearview mirror, his voice low and gentle. “Yes.”Lily’s expression turned a little guilty. “Then… can you not tell Mommy I ate ice cream? She doesn’t let me have it.”Sebastian’s gaze softened. “Only if you promise me you’ll eat less of it from now on. Your mother forbids it because she’s thinking of your health.”“I understand.” Lily nodded obediently.A short while later, Sebastian parked outside the private dining room according to the address Naomi had accidentally sent him.

Naomi wanted to stop them, but the knowing, teasing looks from her female colleagues made the words die in her throat.She had just finished denying the rumors. Digging a deeper hole for herself now would be foolish.No matter how good Sebastian Cole’s alcohol tolerance normally was, he could not withstand the relentless enthusiasm of the group. After three rounds of drinks, he had already lost consciousness.Because Naomi wanted to set a good example for her daughter, she had not touched a single drop of alcohol. That left her with the responsibility of getting Sebastian home safely.“Naomi, you must not betray our trust,” one colleague slurred, eyes unfocused. “Nothing can happen to either Mr. Cole or you.”“Yes! We want to see both of you intact on weekdays!”The half-drunk coworkers kept issuing instructions.Naomi felt overwhelmed. She answered with a few vague words, then hurriedly left with Sebastian and Lily.The moment the car drove away, the remaining group erupted into laug

Chloe Bennett’s eyes slowly turned cold. Her newly manicured nails dug deep into her palms, yet she felt no pain.Even while traveling, Ethan Blackwood’s heart was still with Naomi Hart.What exactly was so special about that woman?Almost in the next second, the delicate makeup on Chloe’s face rearranged itself into a bright smile, as if the dark moment just now had never existed.“Ethan, we’re on vacation. The whole point is to relax. Why are you wearing such a tense expression?”Ethan seemed to realize his earlier reaction had been excessive. He cleared his throat and followed her lead to save face.“I was just thinking about some company matters. That’s why my face looked a little dark.”With that, he took the initiative to hold her hand.Seeing their fingers tightly laced together, Chloe finally allowed herself a genuine smile.After the private jet landed in Paris, Chloe led father and son straight to the hotel she had booked in advance.“Once we put the luggage away, we’ll head

Naomi Hart flung the crumpled design draft straight back across the desk at Ms. Reeves.“Ms. Reeves, I’ve always respected you as my superior. Tell me have I ever once revised a single design of mine based on your so-called suggestions?”Her voice was calm, precise, and razor-sharp. “Are you deliberately trying to stop me from finishing this project?”Naomi had always been methodical, her goals crystal clear. In the past she had answered Ms. Reeves with polite smiles. Today the smile was gone, replaced by an icy expression that left the older woman momentarily speechless.Ms. Reeves recovered quickly, her face darkening. “A first draft is supposed to be flawless. If there are problems, why shouldn’t I point them out?”Naomi let out a soft, humorless laugh. “Then please enlighten me, Ms. Reeves. What exactly is wrong with this draft?”She didn’t wait for an answer. “Any competent designer would be more than satisfied with this work. They wouldn’t reject it outright. Could it be that yo

Ethan Blackwood’s replies to Chloe Bennett were short, almost indifferent. He couldn’t stop thinking about Naomi Hart. In the seven years they had been married, they had barely dated. Shared meals were rare. Most nights he stayed out late with his friends, then called her to pick him up while those same friends openly mocked her. If he had treated her with even a fraction of kindness, would she still have walked away? Julian Blackwood was equally miserable. He picked at the foreign breakfast with clear distaste and quietly longed for the days when Naomi had been at home. Back then, the table always held his favorite dishes the moment he returned from school. Father and son sat in silence, faces tight. Chloe tried several times to lighten the mood. When neither responded, she eventually gave up and wandered off to the sights on her own. “Ethan, look the Louvre!” Chloe was a nonstop talker. She bought tickets with bright excitement and insisted they go inside. The Louvre st