I Stopped Loving Him When He Let Me Bleed Out Novel - Chapter 530

Chapter 530 He cast one final look at Finn and Sienna. The fiery anger from earlier had vanished, replaced by a much more complicated, weary emotion. When he spoke again, his tone was significantly softer. "Look, this isn't a small decision. Give me some time to think it over." With that, he turned and started walking down the hall. Maya trailed behind him, tilting her little head in thought before gently placing her beloved stuffed bunny right next to York on the bed. She waved her small hand, whispering goodbye to Sienna, before her little legs hurried to catch up with her dad.

Sienna pushed Felicia back to her own room. On the way, Finn took a phone call. Watching Finn's expression darken, Sienna knew immediately that something else had just dropped. Finn ended the call. Sienna got Felicia settled into her bed. The two of them stood face-to-face in the quiet hallway. Finn pulled her in by the shoulders. "Come with me to the estate tomorrow." Sienna didn't ask a single question. She just nodded. "Okay." The following day was Grant's public birthday celebration.

The main hall of the Fletcher Estate wasn't overly extravagant, but every corner dripped with quiet, undeniable luxury. Grant sat in the seat of honor, dressed in a sleek, dark gray traditional suit. Maeve sat right beside him, wearing a stunning deep crimson modern qipao that softened her usual sharp edges. The guests slowly filled the room. Amid the clinking of glasses and polite chatter, the Beaumont family made their entrance. Leading the pack was the Beaumont patriarch, a man in his sixties, just a year or two younger than Grant.

His posture was rigid, leaning heavily on a polished ebony cane. Behind him trailed his three sons-Soren, Sylvester, and Sebastian-along with their wives and children. It was a massive entourage. In past years, the Beaumont patriarch would simply send one of his sons with a lavish gift to pay respects. This year was entirely different. He had brought the entire bloodline. Anyone with half a brain knew exactly what was going on-after Sasha's catastrophic stunt, the Beaumont family's reputation was in the gutter.

This grand entrance was nothing more than a desperate PR move to patch the massive hole in their pride. They were using the birthday gala to put on a show of humility, proving to high society that the Beaumonts had "recognized their mistakes." The most striking figure in their group was Sasha. She wore a tasteful, knee-length pale blue dress with delicate pearls adorning the neckline. Her hair was elegantly half-pinned, and tiny pearl studs rested on her earlobes. Her makeup was flawless but understated, making her look incredibly gentle and refined, like a perfect debutante.