The CEO's Amazing Ex-wife is Back - Chapter 120

Chapter 120:

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“It was you, wasn’t it?” he said, his voice echoing the betrayal he felt. “How could you, Mother?”

“Of course not!” Linda cried out. “Kris, I’m your mother. And I’m a woman of honor who likes to win fairly. Why would I sabotage her and try to frame my own son? Do you really think so little of me?”

Tears began streaming down her face. Kris felt his stomach twist at the sight of her crying, but there were too many facts he couldn’t ignore.

The other family members had been silent until now, but Tyler spoke up. “Bro, what is wrong with you? Can’t you see Mum is crying? You’ve let that woman blind you with her—”

Kris shot him a furious look. “Shut the fuck up, Tyler, before I make you.”

“Kris, stop it! How can you treat Mum this way?” Susan interjected, trying to calm things down. “Mum is telling the truth. I was with her all day yesterday, helping her out. She didn’t do anything.”

Kris scoffed. “You being with her doesn’t prove anything.”

He turned back to his mother, shaking his head as his heart squeezed painfully. “You knew I’ve been trying to gain Thalassa’s forgiveness, Mum. How could you do this to me? Now she thinks I tried to sabotage her for your sake, and she hates me even more.”

Linda’s cries turned into hiccups. “But I didn’t do anything, Kris. Son, you’ve got to believe me,” she pleaded, reaching out her hand to him.

Kris stepped aside before she could touch him. “I never thought you would stoop so low, Mum. I’m so disappointed in you.”

Without waiting to hear anything else, he stormed out of the room.

“Another bottle,” Kris muttered, his voice barely audible over the din of the bar.

“Right away, sir,” the bartender replied, nodding briskly.

A few seconds later, a chilled, uncapped bottle of beer slid across the counter to Kris. He picked it up and took a long gulp, drinking as much as he could until the fizz burned his throat and forced him to stop.

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“I knew I’d find you here,” a familiar voice said from behind him as he set the bottle down.

“I almost gave up looking when I didn’t see you in the VIP booth,” Alden admitted as he slid onto the stool next to Kris.

Noticing the bottle in front of Kris, relief rolled through Alden; he was glad it wasn’t whiskey or scotch. He signaled to the bartender, “I’ll have a bottle too.”

Kris lifted his beer again, taking another swig, causing Alden to cringe sympathetically at the thought of how it was going to burn Kris’s throat. But he knew his best friend needed this.

“I already heard about what happened at the awards show,” Alden said as his own beer was placed in front of him.

“Big surprise. News spreads on the internet like wildfire,” Kris muttered. “This kind of news, especially.”

Alden continued, not minding Kris’s rare moment of sarcasm. “It’s really bad, Kris.”

Kris finally turned to look at him, a frown creasing his forehead. “What do you mean?”

Alden sighed, hesitant to explain but knowing Kris would eventually find out. “The amount of hate online directed at your mother right now is astonishing. In just the last hour, the hashtags ‘Queen of Sabotage’ and ‘Boycott Miller Fashion’ have been posted over 100,000 times. And it doesn’t look like it’s going to stop anytime soon.”

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