Chapter 1089:
Half an hour later, Brendon, Yolanda, and Katie gathered in the hospital lobby. “How are we even supposed to find King? No one knows what King looks like,” Katie muttered under her breath.
“I didn’t uncover anything useful either. Brendon, did you find anything?” Yolanda asked sweetly, her voice sugar-coated.
“No,” Brendon admitted, his expression troubled. “It seems we’ll have to ask the Gomezes.”
“Will they even tell us?” Katie muttered doubtfully.
“Still, we have to try. Otherwise, Yolanda’s illness will take her life,” Brendon replied.
Katie’s eyes flicked to the tearful Yolanda. She quickly blurted, “Then let’s go to the Gomezes this instant!”
“Look… Isn’t that Lauretta?” Yolanda suddenly exclaimed, spotting a woman in the crowd.
The news of Lauretta’s return to the Gomez family had already spread widely in high society.
Only days ago, Lauretta and Dominic’s wedding had dominated the headlines across countless media outlets. Their wedding was a lavish dream, a spectacle of romance and grandeur. Together, they made a flawless couple—envied by all.
When the news of their wedding broke, online discussions raged with admiration. Lauretta was the envy of women everywhere, for her husband was not only handsome but also from a wealthy, powerful family.
Yolanda remembered it vividly because she had burned with jealousy toward Lauretta. How could Lauretta find such a perfect man, while she herself had struggled endlessly, only to end up clinging to Brendon as her last resort? Dominic possessed far greater privilege than Brendon ever could.
Brendon and Katie glanced over and, sure enough, spotted Lauretta in the distance.
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“Yes, that’s Lauretta,” Katie said, her voice edged with annoyance.
A bitter pang of jealousy twisted inside Katie. All of her elaborate ploys had failed to secure her a union with any elite in Lorbridge, while Lauretta had married a catch without much effort. The thought burned, and the longer she dwelled on it, the sharper and more malicious her gaze became. Why had fate never given her the chance to meet a man as remarkable as Dominic?
“Let’s go ask her,” Brendon suggested, already striding quickly toward Lauretta. As Lauretta began to walk away, Brendon lengthened his steps and cut across her path.
Lauretta’s brows knitted into a frown at the sudden intrusion, a flicker of disdain sparking in her eyes. Wasn’t this Christina’s ex-husband? Of all people, she loathed men like him most—shameless, unprincipled scoundrels.
“Are you Ms. Lauretta Gomez? I heard King performed surgery on your father. Do you know where King is now?” Brendon asked without hesitation.
Upon hearing his inquiry into King, Lauretta replied with cold detachment, “I don’t know.”
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