All Chapters of Billionaire Heiress' Revenge Game: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Jeff appeared at the scene, still wearing his white coat, a stark contrast to the sea of Liverpool tuxedos surrounding him. His presence was especially conspicuous. However, Marcia hadn't noticed him when she entered.It was hard to say how much Jeff had actually heard.As Jeff's gaze accidentally met Marcia's, the usually cold, poker-faced expression he wore softened with a slight smile.He then addressed Harold, "I'm here as an emergency doctor. Are you sure you want to call me out now? Isn't that going to escalate the tension in the room?""Jeff, what's the matter with you? Can't you take anything seriously at a time like this? Haven't you been working at that hospital? Do you know this Fidel? Look at the medical records—are they real or not?" Harold said, grabbing Jeff's arm with excitement, only to have Jeff coldly pull away.Jeff seemed to have a strong aversion to being touched. He immediately took a tissue and wiped his hand, the motion making Harold seethe with frustration, t

As soon as Marcia stepped out, she let out a deep sigh of relief. She couldn't predict how tonight's events would be spun into stories by tomorrow, but she knew one thing for sure—she had to contact Elijah as soon as she got back to the hotel and explain the situation.She wasn't worried about Elijah himself but was more concerned about rumors reaching his family, which could create unnecessary trouble.Kevin and the others followed closely behind her, their expressions varied but uniformly silent."Patricia..." Booth suddenly spoke, breaking the awkward silence. His deep inhale hinted at hesitation, drawing both Kevin's and Marcia's attention."This whole mess tonight—it was all my fault. If you hadn't stepped in to defend me..." Booth's voice trailed off.Marcia exchanged a look with Kevin, and both of them couldn't help but chuckle.Kevin gave Booth a hearty pat on the shoulder. "Booth, you really are a lovable guy."Booth blinked, confused by the unexpected comment."Booth," Marci

Elijah watched as the smile on Marcia's face froze on the other end of the phone, and he couldn't help but find it amusing."Eli, this is a glass of wine Mr. Jason prepared for you," a woman said softly, her tone shy as she handed a glass of red wine to Elijah. Even through the screen, Marcia had to admit the woman was beautiful.Marcia couldn't help but wonder where Elijah was. Late at night, and this woman, dressed in an oversized silk camisole, had knocked on his door? The implications were hard to ignore.As the thought crossed her mind, Marcia felt an inexplicable discomfort.Elijah instinctively glanced at his phone. Seeing Marcia staring at the screen with wide, curious eyes, he smirked and accepted the wine. Bringing it to his nose, he remarked, "It smells wonderful."The woman giggled shyly. "Thank you."Marcia couldn't hold back and rolled her eyes. He wasn't complimenting you, what's there to thank him for? she thought sourly.Elijah took a sip of the wine, then turned to t

Jane stood to the side, visibly annoyed by how Kevin had just addressed Patricia. Cia?! she thought, fuming.Hmph! They're already flirting openly in front of everyone. Who knows what they were up to earlier, alone in that room!The more Jane dwelled on it, the more indignant she became. She felt as though everyone had been blinded by Marcia's façade. Even Booth was grinning along like a fool, though she couldn't fathom what he found so amusing.Jane's hostility was so palpable that Booth nudged her several times, trying to get her to calm down, but she didn't even notice.Marcia was too busy to care about Jane's attitude, but Kevin, on the other hand, was growing impatient.He furrowed his brows and said in a low voice, "Jane."Startled, Jane quickly replied, "Yes?"Kevin shot Booth a brief glance before speaking, his tone icy. "You'll stay at the hotel this afternoon. You won't be attending the banquet.""What? Why?" Jane exclaimed, her disbelief evident. "I've already prepared for

Lunch was arranged at the elegant French restaurant, Cote Bistro, known for its southern French vintage decor. It was said to have a diverse menu and excellent flavors.On the way there, Kevin gave Marcia a rundown of the attendees for the day. Unlike Harold, these individuals were more low-key and restrained but held considerably more influence.What surprised Marcia the most was Myron's attendance. He arrived, as always, dressed in white. However, instead of a suit, he wore a fitted white robe that gave him an inexplicable air of charm.Kevin took one look at him and chuckled. "Are you here for a beach vacation?"Marcia sized him up and had to admit he did resemble someone from a Korean drama heading to a sauna.Unbothered, Myron swayed dramatically and said, "You just don't understand—this is style!""Style, huh?" Kevin teased. "How's Claire doing at your place? What's she supposed to do with you randomly leaving like this?"The cheerful expression on Myron's face instantly collaps