His unwanted wife, the world's coveted genius - Chapter 202

Chapter 202:

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Holley could only imagine what Belinda might have done to achieve this. She figured her daughter must have used some calculated tactic to threaten or pressure Madonna. Otherwise, there was no way Madonna would have ever apologized to her.

The thought filled Holley with a swell of emotion, her heart deeply moved.

Across the table, Madonna clenched her teeth, her eyes dark with fury. She gripped the edge of her seat, resisting the overwhelming urge to fling the dishes at Holley. She didn’t dare do that now. She was afraid of provoking Holley. Most especially, Belinda.

Her investigations had confirmed that what Baker had told her was true. The Thomas family had indeed canceled their collaboration with the Adams family, all because of Belinda.

Madonna had even heard whispers about other people in the upper class who had dared to offend Belinda.

Those people had been forced into humiliating acts, such as slapping themselves in public, just to protect their families from Belinda’s retaliation. The more Madonna thought about it, the more resentment simmered within her. She knew now that Belinda hadn’t been bluffing after all. It was because of Belinda that the Thomas family had so decisively cut ties with the Adams family.

Madonna’s thoughts churned with bitterness. Life truly had its unexpected twists and turns. Who would have thought that the illegitimate child she had once sneered at and belittled could now effortlessly hold the lifeline of her family’s financial stability in the palm of her hand?

If she had known this day would come, she would have treated Belinda far differently from the very start.

Holley relished her meal with a satisfaction she hadn’t felt in ages, while Madonna sat stewing in silent frustration.

Later that evening, after returning home, Holley picked up the phone and called Belinda.

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“Mom, what’s up?” Belinda’s voice came through, calm but curious.

Holley took a deep breath, her tone carrying a mix of surprise and delight. “Belinda, today at noon, your Aunt Madonna apologized to me.”

On the other end of the line, Belinda raised an eyebrow, a soft chuckle escaping her lips. “How did it feel? Did you enjoy it?”

Holley covered her mouth to stifle a laugh, nodding vigorously as if Belinda could see her. “Of course. It felt amazing! It’s not every day I get to see your Aunt Madonna swallow her pride.”

“As long as you enjoyed it, I am happy,” Belinda replied, her voice laced with quiet amusement.

Holley’s tone softened, filled with gratitude. “Belinda, thank you. Thank you for standing up for me.”

Belinda’s expression remained stoic, her tone unwavering as she said, “I promised you—I wouldn’t let anyone hurt you.”

Holley’s chest tightened at her daughter’s resolute words, her eyes welling up with tears. She was deeply moved.

After a moment of silence, Belinda’s voice dropped, soft and probing. “Mom, why didn’t you agree to help Aunt Madonna back then?”

If Holley had agreed to help Madonna—or rather, Lillie—things might not have escalated as they had. Even if her efforts might have proven fruitless and Madonna might have berated her, Madonna likely wouldn’t have treated her as harshly as she had before.

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