Revenge Wears My Ring novel Chapter 300

What?! So Gwyneth, the CEO of Nimbus, is already married? And her husband is this good-looking? These two are straight out of a fairytale!

I knew it! Serena and Mr. Boyd looked great together, but something always felt off. Turns out the real leading lady was hidden in plain sight!

Oh my god, remember that Nimbus charity auction? I was shipping these two from the moment I saw them together! [Screenshot][Screenshot] Look at the way Mr. Boyd gazes at Ms. Fletcher—there’s enough chemistry to set the room on fire! Trust me, my eyes never lie. They’re perfect for each other!

Seriously, since when are high-profile marriages this sweet? The looks, the presence, the way they balance each other—it’s a textbook example of a power couple in love!

Rumor has it there’s a top-tier auction at G-B Group tonight, and it’ll be livestreamed! I’d bet a fiver they’ll show up as a pair! I’m camping in the chat to catch the real deal!

The internet erupted. All the old rumors and wild speculation about possible couples were swept aside—the real leading lady had finally stepped into the spotlight, sparking even more excitement and debate.

Everyone was buzzing with anticipation, waiting to see if the livestream from tonight’s auction would once again capture this legendary couple together in the same frame.

Meanwhile, Julian sat rigidly in his car, his fingers digging into the edge of his phone. The screen was filled with that photo—the one of their intertwined hands, now going viral.

Bennett and Gwyneth, hands locked tightly together.

A sudden, searing anger rose in his chest, making his throat feel parched.

So they’d stopped bothering to hide it?

Fine. Very well.

He’d see for himself—was this just an act for his benefit, or was it… real?

Outside the G-B Group auction hall, the night glittered with camera flashes and the low hum of luxury cars pulling up to the curb.

Every lens was trained on the red carpet, ready to capture the arrival of the city’s elite.

When Bennett’s sleek car rolled to a stop, the energy in the crowd shifted. He stepped out first, looking sharp and composed in a tailored suit that fit him perfectly. Instead of heading straight for the red carpet, he circled the car and opened the door on the other side, leaning down and offering his hand.

A slender, elegant hand slipped into his. Then Gwyneth emerged, draped in a champagne-gold gown that shimmered under the lights.

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