The Billionaire Ex-Wife and the Beggar He Became novel Chapter 113

Felicity had always been radiant, confident, and sharp—proud, even, never once seeing Winona as a real threat. But now, a wave of panic crashed over her, so powerful it made her breath catch.

The truth was, this dread had first crept in during her father's birthday dinner.

Back then, Winona had made a complete mess of herself, showing up with her three burdensome kids, tripping over one embarrassing disaster after another. Mia, in particular, had tackled her to the floor right in front of everyone, yanking her hair and causing such a scene that Winona had become the laughingstock of the night.

Felicity, despite being thrown to the ground, had handled herself with remarkable composure. She'd come out of it with her dignity intact—her poise earning her widespread praise among the city's elite. Julian, seeing her battered and graceful, was so stricken with sympathy that he'd threatened divorce on the spot.

Winona may have turned heads with her outfit that night, but her public flirtation with Yves Prescott was downright desperate—utterly distasteful.

But today, Winona was different.

Today, she was ten times more beautiful than she'd been at the birthday party.

It wasn't the innocence of an eighteen-year-old, nor the sultry sophistication of a woman in her thirties. It was something in between—a delicate blend of innocence and knowing, a shyness that hinted at experience, a rare kind of fragile allure that seemed both untouchable and deeply protected. She was the kind of beautiful that made not just men, but even Felicity herself, want to steal a second look.

For a fleeting moment, Felicity was terrified that Julian might see her like this.

The empty lot on the outskirts of town wasn't just crawling with Felicity. Frank was here too, along with Clayton Foster, another partner from The Nicholson Group.

Frank's glare at Winona was venomous, as if she were some witch who'd ruined his daughter's life; he looked ready to tear her apart.

Clayton had only met Winona a handful of times, but always under the same circumstances—her clinging to Julian, causing trouble for Felicity.

Clayton was from Port City, unfamiliar with the ins and outs of Greenwood. He'd only come here recently to collaborate with Julian on a global senior living project, a massive endeavor with Felicity herself as its chief architect—a fact that had won her his deep admiration.

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