Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 286

Both women were dressed in sharp business suits, clearly having come straight from the office to the event.

One of them glanced at Juliet with a look of genuine appreciation, nodding in approval at every word she said.

From a distance, Cynthia watched but chose not to intrude. Instead, it was Juliet who first noticed her, offering a small, composed smile in her direction.

Juliet looked completely at ease, her expression unchanged from usual, betraying no hint of unease despite today being Seymour and Vicky’s engagement party. She behaved as though she were simply attending another ordinary business function.

Cynthia felt a quiet relief settle in her chest.

Just then, Vicky, her arm linked through Seymour’s, started making her way toward Juliet.

Cynthia instinctively clenched her fists, anxiety prickling beneath her skin.

Dominic, attuned to her mood and noticing the rising noise of the gathering, wrapped up his phone call with the family patriarch and slipped his phone away.

He glanced down at Cynthia, following her gaze to where Juliet stood. His voice was calm, almost teasing. “Situations like this aren’t hard for your sister. She’s far sharper than you give her credit for.”

Despite his words, he still took Cynthia’s hand and led her toward Juliet.

Vicky, radiant with happiness, stopped in front of Juliet and greeted her with a sweet, syrupy voice. “Juliet, I looked everywhere for you earlier and couldn’t spot you. I almost thought you weren’t coming!”

Juliet’s expression remained neutral, her polite smile edged with distance. “How could I miss your engagement? Congratulations, Vicky. I wish you every happiness.”

He was the one who ended things. For him to say anything now would only be awkward, so he swallowed his inexplicable sense of dissatisfaction and managed a low, measured response. “Suit yourself.”

Juliet nodded politely. “Thank you, and congratulations.”

That simple “congratulations” made Seymour’s gaze turn cold, as if the carefully maintained façade between them was about to shatter.

All these years, she had always been like this—cool, distant, as if she’d never truly loved him. Even when his grandfather had personally come to discuss the breakup, she’d agreed without hesitation.

It was as if she didn’t have a heart at all.