Divorced and Pregnant My New Life with a Billionaire Drives My Ex Crazy novel Chapter 629

The news dropped like a stone into a still pond, stirring up wave after wave of excitement online. Suddenly, everyone was obsessed with figuring out who the mysterious “W” really was. Theories popped up everywhere. Some people guessed she must have been at least a little famous already. After all, how else did she end up with thirty thousand followers and a wiped-clean timeline?

Luckily for Wiona, those followers had all come from the last drama—when she’d gotten tangled up in Jace and Kellen’s public relationship reveal and gained a ton of new fans through those fake interactions. Odds were, hardly anyone remembered her real identity unless they’d taken the time to tag her with a personal note. Not that it mattered. Sullivan Group’s tech team had already swept through everyone’s settings, resetting all the custom nicknames to her current handle.

So now, anyone who’d followed her before was probably just confused. “Wait, when did I follow W?”

Sure enough, it wasn’t long before her followers started popping up in the comments, totally baffled.

“Whoa, how am I following Miss W? I seriously have no memory of this.”

“Did Twitter secretly assign me to her fan club? I can’t believe I’ve been following her this whole time. Guess that makes me an OG fan, huh?”

“I’m following her too. When did that even happen?”

“Okay, this is wild. Total blank. Am I getting old?”

“Someone explain. I usually only follow hot gossip accounts. How did I end up following an artist?”

“Line up, people! Join the W squad! Just one more day and we’ll finally get to see her for real!”

Seeing all the confusion, Wiona finally let herself relax a little. Good thing she’d thought ahead and hidden every old post before making her big move. Otherwise, her past would be the new trending topic, and that was the last thing she wanted. The Salisbury family was part of her history now, and she was determined not to get dragged back into their mess.

Meanwhile, over at Holmes Group headquarters, Jace was surrounded by chatter about W. The talk took him right back to his college days—the first time his grandmother brought home that painting by W. He’d just stood there, staring in awe. He couldn’t look away. The painting showed a lone swimmer cutting through a crystal-clear blue sea, pushing forward with everything they had. That image had stirred something deep inside him. He’d sent someone to find out who this mysterious artist was, but the only information that came back was that W was supposedly a burly guy with a beard. His fantasy fizzled on the spot.

Then he met Kellen by the lakeside, wearing a white dress, and something clicked. Kellen was exactly how he’d imagined W—pure, beautiful, a little bit otherworldly. If he’d never seen W’s art, maybe he and Kellen never would have become so tangled up in each other’s lives. But that was all in the past. Now his family was in ruins, the company bankrupt, and he was just another employee at the bottom rung. He didn’t even have the right to wonder about W anymore.

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