This word cut across Madeline’s heart like an invisible sharp blade.

She watched Jeremy turn around unhesitantly, not even sparing a glance from the corner of his eyes.

‘Jeremy, you really believed my cold, hard lie back then.’

“It seems that he’s not as affectionate to you as I imagined he would be,” Felipe said with a soft smile, “There’s an important customer who wants to talk to me. You can eat something here first. I’ll come look for you later.”

Felipe turned around and left, leaving Madeline to stand there in a daze.

She walked to the long table, picked up a glass of red wine, and drank again.

However, she could no longer taste the sweet and delicate fragrance of the red wine—only the bitter taste reached her heart.

“Isn’t this Eveline Montgomery?”

“Whose woman do you think she is? Didn’t she just marry Jeremy a few months ago? Why is she with Jeremy’s uncle, Felipe, now?”

“Wealthy families are messy. I also heard that Jeremy and Felipe broke their relationship as uncle