Imprisoned While Pregnant, She's Back for Payback novel Chapter 212

Chapter 212 The Designer’s Reveal

Chapter 212 The Designer’s Reveal

A soft hand slipped through the crook of his arm.

“Finn, were you looking for me?”

Nadine appeared, checks aglow, her eyes bright and lively.

Finn’s expression barely shifted. After a brief hesitation, he gave a small nod.

He couldn’t exactly say he’d been searching for Tess.

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He clenched his fists, then forced himself to relax, though his face remained cold and stern.

Nadine sensed something forced off in his reaction, but with so many eyes on them, she kept her smile wide and radiant–playing the part of the touched, grateful companion. “You’re so good to me, Finn.”

“Have you seen your sister?”

He pinched the bridge of his nose, ignoring the soft, sugary tone in her voice.

Nadine’s expression froze, her smile suddenly strained.

“My sister… I heard she came as Mr. Hale’s date tonight. I haven’t seen him either, but I did spot his car outside. Who knows what the two of them are doing alone right now?”

Her voice was cautious, but her words carried an unmistakable edge.

As expected, Finn’s gaze shifted to her, weighing the truth in her words. When he met her

his thin lips pressed together, and a sudden heat surged in his chest. timid resolute eyes,

yet

Tess was his wife, so why was she avoiding him to be another man’s partner?

Just the thought set his nerves on edge, sparking an urge to burn the whole place down.

“Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for joining us tonight.”

The deep, steady voice carried through every corner of the hotel lobby via the sound system.

Heads turned toward the source.

Connor stood on a raised platform, dressed in a crescent–white suit that emphasized his tall, refined frame. A red beaded brooch on his lapel added a hint of roguish charm.

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Chapter 212 The Designer’s Reveal

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Though in his 40s, his firm jawline and sharp eyes spoke more of seasoned charisma than age.

As the Executive President of Cavrielle’s Crorus division, he drew a wave of appreciative applause.

Connor briefly outlined the purpose of the charity gala, and at the end, he casually mentioned Tess’s name. Finn’s expression hardened instantly, his eyes narrowing at the man on stage.

Connor noticed the intense gaze from below but deliberately ignored it.

“Recently, online rumors about my friend ‘Selina‘ have been getting out of hand,” he continued, voice calm and grounded. “As her friend, I cannot stay silent. I came to Aetheris specifically to present this mysterious Cavrielle designer. Only recently did I learn that Selina is, in fact, the woman so maligned on the internet–Tess.”

His voice was gentle, carrying a calm, steady power that seemed to settle the heart.

But the mention of “Tess” always, inevitably, stirred excitement.

“Words are cheap. If she’s here to clear her name, why hasn’t she shown up? Maybe she’s guilty and too afraid to face us,” a sharp female voice called out.”

Connor’s gaze you.”

flicked toward the speaker, then shifted away. “Selina, everyone is eager to see

The lights dimmed. A single beam of white fell across half of Connor’s figure. From the shadows, a slender arm in a pristine white sleeve slipped through his elbow.

Breath caught collectively in the room.

The vast hall fell silent, filled only with the faint sound of breathing.

The spotlight widened, then blazed to full brightness. And there she was.

Tess stood like a goddess descended, the red beaded crown on her head gleaming like drops of fresh blood.

“I am Selina. And I am Tess,” she said coolly.

Her voice was clear and cold, like moonlight scattered on snow.

“Whose gown are you wearing?” someone asked.

As the crowd was still immersed in this visual feast and couldn’t recover, those who woke up first couldn’t help but speak out.

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