Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You're A Zillionaire's Heiress - Chapter 813

Chapter 813:

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Earlier that day, the woman had discovered Liam’s downfall and, despite it all, was touched when he attempted to buy her gifts beyond his means. Overwhelmed, she had inadvertently revealed a critical detail.

Her father had known of Liam’s connection to Harlee and had been wanting to use it to forge ties with the Sanderson family.

However, Liam, now seemingly a changed man, had refused to take the woman to the Green-Sanderson engagement party and had even ended their relationship.

Brice had purposely leaked Liam’s photo during his campaign against the Gill family. Now, many recognized Liam, pulling out their phones to snap pictures and record videos, eager to fuel the gossip mill. The hashtags varied, but most accused Liam of various offenses. Soon, the hashtag “Liam Betrays A Woman” started trending.

A media professional at the café, sensing a golden opportunity, launched a live stream, capturing the heated exchange to attract viewers.

The live stream flickered to life, drawing a bustling crowd, all eager to delve into the unfolding drama. It felt like a grand sporting event, with each netizen hurling more cutting remarks than the last.

“Can anyone fill me in? Has a romantic fling between spring and winter spiraled into a PUA situation? The charms could possibly draw this young lady to Liam. The Gill Group’s a sinking ship, and Liam’s practically old enough to be her father!”

“Equally puzzled here. Why on earth would she choose him?”

“Hey, streamer, can we get some context here? Why does it look like she’s practically on her knees, begging Liam not to leave?”

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The relentless stream of online comments was echoed by the lively discussions among the patrons at the café, all engrossed in the live drama. Liam, for his part, wore a grimace of stoic resignation, his face unreadable amid the chaos.

Far from cringing at the public spectacle, he seemed to revel in the desperate appeals of a young woman vying for his attention.

Following the financial ruin of the Gill Group, Liam had resorted to living off his remaining savings.

He stumbled into this relationship purely by chance, quickly discovering this young woman’s wealthy background and making himself comfortably dependent on her resources for his lifestyle.

He acquired a car and a villa, thanks to her generosity.

While Liam was intrigued by the thrill of a new relationship, the young woman proved to be too trusting, earnestly believing in their future together and even pushing for marriage.

For Liam, she was just another naive girl, swayed by sweet nothings, even willing to discuss starting a family. Women of such gullibility never really captured his interest for long.

He was convinced he could secure a partner of higher stature, one who could propel the Gill Group to a triumphant resurgence, like a phoenix soaring from the flames.

Thus, the young woman, who still depended on her father for financial support, was insignificant to Liam.

He had intended to end things with her once their fiery romance fizzled out, yet unexpectedly, she invited him to Harlee’s engagement celebration. To him, the idea was laughably outrageous.

He knew attending that party would seal his fate by the following morning.

But why the day after? Simply because the day of the engagement was filled with joy, and the guests had no appetite for bloodshed. With a napkin, Liam dabbed at his moist forehead, his gaze falling on the tearful woman before him, his expression frostier than ever.

“There’s nothing more to discuss. Our paths have diverged.”

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