Divorced and Pregnant My New Life with a Billionaire Drives My Ex Crazy novel Chapter 658

It felt like her mother had truly come back to life. Every smile, every little expression in the dream was so real. She even talked to her. Her mother’s voice was exactly how she’d always imagined—soft and sweet. Wiona wished she could have dreams like that every night.

She took the pendant from her nightstand and slipped it around her neck, not hesitating for a second.

That morning, she left early. She was heading out to meet Louisa and finally check out whatever secret house Wilson had been hiding. She didn’t even stop in to see the babies before she left.

Eight o’clock, number eight Peace Road. Wiona showed up on the dot. Louisa looked her up and down, clearly pleased. “So you came after all. Funny how you act like you don’t care, but your actions say otherwise. Wiona, you always play the high and mighty card. I really thought you had some backbone. What a letdown.”

Wiona could tell Louisa just wanted to take out her frustrations on her. But she wasn’t about to be anyone’s emotional trash can. “If you can’t speak to me like a normal person, then let’s talk when you learn how.”

She turned and got back in her car, ready to drive off.

Louisa realized she wasn’t bluffing and stomped her foot. “Get back here! Fine, Wiona, I give up. You win, okay?”

Wiona got out of the car again. “Alright.”

Louisa couldn’t find the words. She didn’t remember Wiona being this infuriating when they were kids.

Today, Wiona wore a tracksuit, her long hair pulled up in a high ponytail. She looked nothing like the woman who’d been waltzing around in dresses and long skirts lately. Louisa couldn’t help rolling her eyes. “What, closing your gallery today?”

Wiona grinned. “Yep. When it comes to figuring out my father’s secrets and learning about my own past, the gallery can wait.”

The truth was, she’d opened the gallery for exactly this moment. Of course she’d close it now that the time had come.

Louisa didn’t know that. Just hearing Wiona call him “father” made something sharp twist in her chest. She balled her hands into fists, nails digging into her palms. How long could Wiona keep acting like she was on top of the world?

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