Chapter 625
Mandy confidently approached Bradley’s hospital room, clutching a bridal gown catalog. She paused at the door
before gently knocking ceremonially.
“Come in,” Bradley said, his voice distant.
Mandy took a deep breath, mustered her courage, and stepped closer to Bradley, catalog in hand.
“Mr. Warner, my brother wanted me to give this to you.”
Bradley glanced at the catalog she extended and raised an eyebrow. “What’s this?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMandy smiled slyly and replied, “Isn’t this what you wanted?”
Bradley quickly skimmed the catalog, tracing the pages with his slender fingers. His mind wandered to an image of
Esther in a gown by Anna Vanderbilt. He closed the catalog dismissively and commented, “I prefer traditional
wedding attire over a typical gown.” Mandy retorted with a hint of sarcasm, “Do you think we have a choice, Mr.
Warner?”
“Mandy, I’ll discuss the wedding attire directly with your brother,” Bradley replied.
A touch of charm appeared in his deep eyes as he added, “I’ve been married twice, and both times the brides wore
gowns. I want to create a special and unforgettable wedding for us.
Internally, Mandy rolled her eyes. She thought, ‘Thanks a lot, Bradley. You’ve already given me a memorable
wedding-the one where you publicly abandoned me, ruining my reputation. Otherwise, why would I have changed
my name from Liliane to Mandy?’
She considered embarrassing Bradley at their wedding but decided against it.
Her focus returned to her primary goal: bringing down Esther and Bradley. After enduring numerous surgeries and
identity alterations, she had to succeed in her revenge quest.
“If Mr. Warner prefers traditional attire, I have no objections,” Mandy said, briefly glancing his way. “But think it over
carefully. Changing your mind later won’t be an option.”
Placing the bridal catalog on the bedside table, Bradley met her gaze with an uncharacteristically warm look.
“Mandy, I’ll take responsibility for the rest of your life.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“I hope you meet my brother’s expectations, then,” Mandy replied.
She hummed to herself and headed back to the hospital room she shared with Esther, eager to show how attentive
Bradley had been.
As she approached the room, she heard Felix’s unmistakable, cheerful voice calling, “Mommy, Mommy.”
Mandy’s brow furrowed slightly as she gently pushed the door open.
Felix was in Esther’s arms as he looked up upon her arrival.
Seeing Felix, the word “ungrateful” flashed through Mandy’s mind. She had raised him for years despite not being
his biological mother. True, they had nannies and maids, but she had never treated him poorly. Yet, the moment he
learned she wasn’t his birth mother, he rushed into Esther’s arms. How infuriating!