Revenge Wears My Ring novel Chapter 77

He walked in with steady, purposeful steps, eyes fixed straight ahead, and stopped right in front of Yale. With a slight bow—respectful yet dignified—he greeted him.

Gwyneth’s eyes widened in shock.

Hugo?!

What on earth was he doing here?

And at this exact moment?

Did Bennett really need his assistant to come to the Locke family directly to talk business?

Before Gwyneth could make sense of it all, Hugo’s clear, composed voice rang out, cutting through the oppressive silence of the living room:

“Mr. Locke, sorry to intrude.” He nodded again, his tone poised and unflinching. “Mr. Boyd asked me to convey his regards.”

Yale’s brow twitched. Hadn’t Bennett said he wouldn’t come? Yet his face betrayed almost no emotion.

Hugo’s gaze swept calmly across the room, pausing for a heartbeat on Desiree—her face frozen in a mask of shock and schadenfreude—before finally coming to rest on Gwyneth, whose expression was icy and unreadable.

Then, turning back to Yale, Hugo spoke, each word crisp and deliberate:

“Mr. Boyd also said that he hopes you won’t make things difficult for Ms. Fletcher.”

The words struck like a thunderclap, sending shockwaves through the Locke family’s dining room.

For the first time, Yale’s normally stoic, commanding face cracked. His hawk-like eyes flashed with disbelief and a hint of wariness.

His eldest son, always so distant, was stepping in? For Gwyneth?

When had there ever been such a connection between them?

In that instant, the smug superiority and scorn on Desiree’s face evaporated, wiped clean by an arctic chill. All color drained from her cheeks, leaving her pale and stricken with terror.

Why would he… stand up for Gwyneth?

Bennett had sent someone to protect her. So what did that make Desiree?

A tidal wave of betrayal and fear crashed over her, leaving her trembling uncontrollably. Her gaze toward Gwyneth twisted with malice and incredulity.

“Is that really what he said?” Yale demanded.

Hugo answered solemnly, “Those were Mr. Boyd’s exact words.”

Gwyneth could only stand there, stunned—her mind a complete blank.

Hugo’s appearance was surprising enough. But the message he brought? It was earth-shattering.

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