Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 338

Mrs. Prescott was a soft-hearted woman. In the end, she forgave Gavin.

At this point, Rosita couldn't help but sigh. "Word is, Gavin's turned into the ultimate doting husband lately. He and Mrs. Prescott are even planning a big thirtieth anniversary party—sometime at the end of the month, I think?"

Lauren was so furious she hung up on the spot.

Hearing the abrupt click and the busy signal that followed, Rosita's mood soared.

She knew that Lauren wouldn't be able to stomach the thought of Gavin living so well. There was no way she'd just let it go.

Give it a few days, and Lauren would lose her composure and go looking for Gavin.

And when that moment came, it would be the lowest point of Lauren's life.

A cold, calculating smile tugged at Rosita's lips as she contemplated her little victory.

Just then, her phone started ringing again—an unfamiliar number this time.

Rosita didn't think much of it and hung up right away.

After taking a shower and getting changed, she found her phone still buzzing insistently with the same number.

She hesitated, but finally answered. "Hello? Who is this?"

"It's me. Ottilie Kensington."

A woman's voice came through the line. "I have something you might want. How about we make a deal?"

Rosita frowned. "What is it?"

"It's about Briony."

Rosita's brows shot up. Something about Briony?

"What is it?" she repeated, more cautious this time.

"Let's meet. I'll show you in person."

Rosita thought for a moment, then said, "Fine. Come find me at the Lunar Heights Estate."

—

Half a month had passed since Briony returned to Northborough.

Little Nina had already settled in well.

Briony laughed. "Sounds good. My treat—I'll send you the restaurant details later."

"Looking forward to it."

…

At four o'clock, Briony went to pick up Little Nina and Crystal.

When they arrived at the restaurant, the hostess led them to their reserved private dining room.

As they walked past another room, the door suddenly swung open.

Jeannie stepped out. Spotting Briony, her face lit up with delight. "Ma'am!"

Briony stopped in her tracks, surprised to run into Jeannie here of all places.

Jeannie beamed. "What a coincidence! Are you here for dinner too? Mr. Wentworth and Irwin are both inside! Since we've run into each other, why not join us?"

A faint frown creased Briony's brow.

Had Stewart returned from his business trip already?