Revenge Wears My Ring novel Chapter 205

He finally looked up, a flicker of genuine surprise flashing in his deep-set eyes. His brows knitted together.

“Who? Gwyneth’s cousin?”

His mind raced, sifting through everything he knew about the Fletchers.

“Winston Fletcher’s daughter?”

He didn’t have much of an impression of Serena herself, but Winston—oh, he remembered Winston. And he’d certainly heard enough about the tangled web of affairs within the Fletcher family.

“That’s right! Her!”

Queenie, encouraged by his reaction, leaned in with even more enthusiasm. She whipped out her phone, swiping through several high-res photos until she practically shoved the screen in Julian’s face.

“The tabloids have already dug it all up. They’re saying those two were together back when they were both in Meridia. Apparently, they’ve been secretly dating for ages. Just look at these pictures!”

On the screen, Serena sat across from Bennett, smiling playfully. The setting was upscale and private, and the angle of the shot only heightened the intimate atmosphere between them.

Queenie’s bright red lips curled with disdain; her tone turned sharp and venomous, tinged with the bitterness of someone who’d been duped and was now desperate to distance herself from it all.

“We’ve been targeting the wrong person this whole time. That Desiree Sutton is nothing but a first-class phony. She played the innocent act so well, she had us all fooled. We wasted so much time on her for nothing!”

Her words slithered out like a snake, eager to pin all the blame and resentment on Desiree, as if doing so could somehow justify every mistake they’d made before.

Julian’s gaze swept over the photo, his eyes razor-sharp as he studied Serena.

So that’s why Bennett always went out of his way for Gwyneth. There was more to it than met the eye.

They’d kept it hidden so well, yet the press still managed to catch them. That wasn’t like his ever-calculating older brother—Bennett was always the one with a fallback plan.

Winston’s daughter, though… She clearly knew what she was doing. Not an easy one to read. Maybe she, too, had finally grown tired of Bennett never making things official.

The brief silence in the office gave way to a new kind of scheming.

Julian drummed his fingers on the desk, the initial shock already giving way to cold, measured calculation.

Maybe they’d been aiming at the wrong target before. But now, with this new player on the board, he wasn’t about to let the opportunity slip by.

Bennett’s fortress was hard to breach.

But Bennett’s so-called “new wife”? That was another matter entirely.

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Fletcher Group, President’s Office

The pale glow of the tablet screen cast ghostly shadows over Gwyneth’s expressionless face. The words in the document were crisp and clear, but her attention kept wandering.

Suddenly, her private phone vibrated on the desk, its buzzing shattering the office’s silence.

She glanced at the screen. The name flashing across it made her eyes turn cold in an instant—

Bennett.

He sure didn’t seem to feel awkward at all.

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