From His Fake Wife to Billionaire Heiress Novel - Chapter 22

Chapter 22 Sophia's Humiliating Night Chapter 22 Sophia's Humiliating Night Lucas felt a knot form in his chest. +45 vere ComPAN He quickly shook his head, forcing a warm smile. "How could you even ask that I think you're beauntul no matter what." Riley responded with a soft, noncommittal hum. She picked up her phone and discreetly hired off a message to Sebastian. "You still here?" "Yeah, it's too loud out there." The corner of Riley's lips curled almost imperceptibly as she typed again. "Do me a favor then.

Find some excuse to get Lucas out of the room for a bit." Sebastian didn't reply right away. Riley wasn't concerned, A few minutes later, a knock came at the private dining room door. The restaurant manager stepped inside offering a polite nod. "Mr. Ashford, apologies for interrupting. The valet just notified us that your car is currently blocking a fire lane. Would you mind moving it?" Lucas looked caught off guard for a moment, then frowned. If he stepped out now and left Riley here alone, she might discover Sophia hiding in the closet Just then, Riley stood up as well.

"Perfect timing, I was about to head to the restroom anyway." Relieved, Lucas quickly followed the manager out of the room. Inside the closet, Sophia heard the fading footsteps and thought her moment had finally come. She couldn't stand the dark, cramped space another second and was practically ready to shove the door open. But then footsteps sounded from outside the room again, drawing closer. They sounded like Riley's. Sophia's heart clenched with fear, and she quickly pulled back, shrinking deeper into the closeL. Her instinct was right.

The private room door opened, and Riley stepped back inside shortly after. Lauts sull wasn't back-the timing was perfect. Riley casually wandered over toward the closet, glancing around the room as if she were just taking in the 20.20 Sat, 30 May Chapter 22 Sophia's Humiliating Night 20 +35 Even Creat space. She carefully positioned herself in a spot that was visually blocked from the closet door Then, without a sound, she slid a thin bamboo skewer deep into the latch mechanism of the closet door handle.

Having done that, she calmly returned to her seat at the table, slipping back into the role of the gentle wife patiently waiting for her husband to return. Not long after, Lucas came back from moving the car. He pushed the door open and saw Riley sitting safely in her chair. "Back already?" Riley raised a hand to rub her temple, letting just the right amount of fatigue show. "I don't know why, but I'm feeling really wiped out today. I've got a bit of a headache. Maybe we should just head home early and rest?" Lucas was caught off guard, He hadn't expected Riley to want to leave so soon.