How to Destroy a Cheater Without Saying Goodbye novel Chapter 66

Blanche pulled her phone from her bag and dialed. "Since Eddy invited you all here, I'll just call him right now."

"Let's have him tell me himself—who is really Mrs. Simmons, wife of the Simmons Group CEO?"

Jeannette watched, trembling with nerves as Blanche pressed the call button.

Every argument with Blanche had ended badly for her; she was terrified. "No, no, that's not necessary. We'll just go."

But the call connected.

"Hey, sweetheart?"

Eddy's voice came through, sounding tired and lazy.

"Get to the Summit Grand Hotel's VIP lounge right now," Blanche said, her voice cool and sharp. "There are people here claiming to be your in-laws and your wife. They say you invited them for dinner."

Everyone in the room held their breath, straining to catch every word.

Even Jeannette couldn't help hoping for a miracle. After all, she was pregnant. Surely Eddy would care about that, wouldn't he?

"Darling, who's been spouting nonsense and making you upset? I'm in the middle of an international meeting; I really can't get away. Please handle it for me, will you?" Eddy's voice softened, as if he were speaking to her alone.

"Gotta go, love you."

The call ended, leaving the room in stunned silence.

Pollock and Rhoda stared at each other in disbelief. Jeannette nearly collapsed against them, her face drained of hope.

Manager Francis, watching Blanche's expression carefully, barked, "Well? What are you waiting for? Get them out of here—don't let them sully Madam's eyes!"

"Yes, sir!"

At his command, security swept in and ushered the three out of the hotel.

"You can't do this!"

Recognition dawned on one of them. "Professor Reese, how do you know Mrs. Simmons?"

Blanche glanced at Fernando. After being recruited by the Director-General, her very first assignment had been to block all electronic communication and help Fernando escape danger.

Fernando answered smoothly, "By chance, I ended up saving Mrs. Simmons twice."

"Ah, what a coincidence, then," another man remarked. "Our research institute is actually discussing a project with the Simmons Group. We were hoping to collaborate more closely."

"I'll handle the negotiations," Fernando said bluntly, catching everyone off guard.

"Professor Reese, there's no need for you to trouble yourself with such a minor matter," an older gentleman protested.

But a younger colleague nudged him and grinned, "We'd be thrilled to have Professor Reese involved. Since he and Mrs. Simmons share such a connection, I'm sure the talks will go even better."

"Absolutely," the others agreed, exchanging glances. "Mrs. Simmons, please, take a seat inside."

Fernando led the way to the inner room, and Blanche followed close behind.