Chapter 594 Marriage Arrangement

This time, Kyla was truly furious. Her anger clouded her judgment, and she didn’t care about keeping up appearances anymore.

The Jensons had already pushed her aside. One by one, they all started favoring Tilda.

Why should she keep up with her pretense? Living this way was exhausting.

What made it worse was that the servants‘ gossip wasn’t lies–it was the truth.

Truth that Kyla couldn’t deny.

And once she admitted it, she would always be under Tilda’s shadow, forever crushed beneath her.

No way out. No chance to rise again.

The servants watched Kyla storm off. Once she was gone, they whispered to each other.

“She almost gave me a heart attack. Ms. Kyla actually hears us! Didn’t see that coming!”

“I’ve never seen her so furious before. Guess we really hit a nerve. Well, who can blame her? If I were her, I’d also be worried about being kicked out of the house and losing all this wealth. After all, she’s adopted. How can she compare to the real daughter who’s shining in the spotlight now?”

“Hey, didn’t you see her face just now? Her expression was so twisted, it nearly gave me a heart attack. I swear, I saw deep scars on her face. For a second, I thought I was staring at some vengeful ghost!”

“Now that you mention it–ugh! Don’t remind me! It was terrifying.”

“So, where do you think Miss Kyla went? I saw her heading toward the bathroom.”

“Where else? She’s probably hiding in there crying. I’ve heard sobbing from the bathroom before, but I never pry. Now it makes sense. It must have been Ms. Kyla. With her face scarred and her family caring less about her every day, she probably has nowhere else to let it out. Honestly. She is kind of pitiful.”

Meanwhile, at the Bell Residence, Abram had gathered the family together.

He wanted everyone to make time and watch the live broadcast that was being aired worldwide.

This was the most important national event in years–a technological breakthrough that broke the monopoly of foreign powers.

The unveiling of the 4–nanometer chip lithography machine signaled the rise of certain industries.

For corporations like theirs, it was the perfect chance to strike gold.

Because of this, Jude had attended the family gathering.

Marcus showed up with his eldest son, Nathan.

Ryan and Preston also came.

As for Rebecca, Abram had already ordered her to be sent overseas.

Daphne’s death hadn’t been made public.

After these days of grief, Preston had changed. The crushing pain of losing his mother had eased into something calmer.

He no longer lashed out the way he had at the start, blaming Ryan for everything.

He understood Ryan’s situation now.

If his father fell, the entire family would collapse with him.

The Bells weren’t like the Jensons. If they showed the smallest weakness, their relatives would pounce on them like wolves, tearing them apart until nothing was left.

There was Marcus and his family in the front, Jude pressing hard from the other, and Abram looming behind.

None of them were easy to deal with.

Leonard showed up alone.

As for Jude’s father, Devin, he was unreachable–so that option was gone.

Now, when Tilda appeared on screen, every Bell in the room reacted.

Abram raised his eyebrows, a sly smile tugging at his lips as if he already saw where this might lead.

Nathan froze in surprise. Then his heart surged with excitement.

No wonder he’d been drawn to her at first sight. His “prey” wasn’t just beautiful–she had real power.

He had underestimated Tilda.

At first, he thought she might just be a passing fling, maybe a potential match if she turned out suitable.

Now he was determined. He had to have her.

Marrying Tilda would strengthen their branch of the family and win Abram’s favor.

But no one was more stunned than Preston.

“This … how is this possible? Is that really Tilda? How did she manage this?”

Ryan’s brow furrowed slightly.

When he saw Tilda, it stirred his memory.

His son still had a marriage arrangement with Tilda.

The Bells and the Jensons had agreed to it long ago, and it had never been broken.

A sudden thought flashed in his mind.

Maybe… just maybe, this marriage arrangement could be the breakthrough they desperately needed.

The Bells no longer watched the broadcast with innocent curiosity. Every mind in the room was scheming.

Meanwhile, on stage, Tilda picked up her speech.

After a brief introduction, she began to give her talk.

Her words flowed smoothly. She showed no fear, no hesitation. Her confidence was refreshing, almost dazzling.

With her poise, she could have been a national spokesperson.

Near the end of her speech, Tilda’s eyes caught on a line that was added to her draft, something she hadn’t seen before.

Her brow arched slightly.

Almost without thinking, she glanced at Dane.

He met her look with warmth, his steady eyes filled with encouragement.