I Stayed Widowed for 30 Years, Only for My Dead Husband to Resurrect with My Bestie Chapter 06
The comments exploded.
[Eight to ten MILLION?? That’s straight-up extortion]
[The ML is NOT getting out of this one]
[Serves him right!! Maybe keep it in your pants next time]
Arthur looked like he wanted to crawl out of his own skin. He tried to shake free, but Chloe’s father clung to him like a barnacle.
The reporters closed in, microphones shoved toward his face.
“Arthur, what exactly is your relationship with Miss Thorne?”
“Is the child yours?”
“You cheated weeks after your wedding. Aren’t you worried your wife will take legal action?”
Arthur’s face was gray. His fists were white-knuckled at his sides, but he hadn’t completely lost his grip. His career and reputation were still on the line.
He faced the cameras.
“Miss Thorne is my wife’s best friend and Oliver’s girlfriend. Oliver got held up, but he’s on his way now. I’m only here to keep an eye on things for him.”
Chloe’s head snapped up. She stared at Arthur like she didn’t recognize him.
Her lips parted, but Arthur’s eyes cut to hers, sharp as a blade, and she swallowed whatever she’d been about to say.
[Hahaha “Oliver’s girlfriend”?? The ML really said that with a STRAIGHT FACE]
[Oliver somewhere rn like “I did NOT sign up for this”]
[Chloe’s FACE Imaooo how’s it feel to get thrown under the bus babe]
[The ML just threw Chloe under the bus to save himself except she’s pregnant and he’s still screwed Imao]
Oliver showed up late.
The reporters pivoted instantly.
“Mr. Brooks, Arthur says Miss Thorne is your girlfriend. Is that true?”
“How long have you two been together?”
“Is Miss Thorne’s baby yours?”
Oliver’s jaw twitched. His eyes cut to Arthur.
He took a long breath, walked to Chloe’s side, and draped his arm around her shoulders. The smile
he forced looked like it cost him a year of his life.
“That’s right. Chloe’s my girlfriend. I couldn’t get here in time, so I asked Arthur to help handle
things for me. Sorry for the confusion, everyone.”
Chloe trembled from head to toe. Her eyes went from Oliver to Arthur and back again. Tears rolled
down her face, one after another, and she couldn’t get a single word out.
The comments were howling.
[Oliver is literally having the worst day of his entire life rn]
[Taking the fall for another man’s baby AND smiling for the cameras?? BRUTAL]
[The ML really sold his best friend out without blinking cold as ICE]
[Chloe’s face rn… that’s not sadness that’s her soul leaving her body hahaha]
Chloe’s father did the math in about two seconds. He let go of Arthur and lunged at Oliver.
“SO YOU’RE the boyfriend? Perfect! Give me twenty million. Right now.”
Oliver’s face drained of color. He leaned in close, voice tight. “Mr. Thorne, let’s go somewhere private and talk this through.”
“Talk? No. Pay me now, or I start talking to the press again.”
Oliver clenched his jaw, yanked out his checkbook, scribbled furiously, and shoved the paper into the man’s chest.
One glance at the number and the man’s eyes went wide. “NOW we’re talking!”
He pocketed the check, grabbed Chloe’s sister by the arm, and vanished into the crowd.
The reporters surged forward with more questions, but Oliver’s bodyguards had already formed
wall between Oliver, Chloe, and the cameras.
While the cameras were on Oliver, Arthur slipped away without a trace.
