Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!
Chapter 559: A Wedding That Left No Trace

Chapter 559: A Wedding That Left No Trace

"Mrs. Bennett, you’ve misunderstood. I’m not that kind of person. Let’s go inside and see for ourselves. The waiter informed me about this, and I have no idea what’s going on either."

Aiden coldly brushed off Mrs. Bennett’s hand, swiped his card, and with a beep, the door unlocked. He pushed it open.

The room was nothing special, just an average suite. After all, Zachary wasn’t particularly well-off—he could only afford a mid-range suite. A presidential suite? That was beyond his reach.

But the moment the door swung open, everyone’s eyes instinctively darted to the bed.

Instantly, they were all stunned, their gazes frozen in disbelief!

Wasn’t Jessica supposed to be having a sudden medical emergency? Then why... why was the couple tangled up on the bed, moaning in pleasure, making sounds that filled the air with sheer shame?

Aiden’s face turned ashen in an instant!

He never expected that the woman he had set his sights on... would prove Ella right!

He had always thought Ella was just being petty—after all, the past was the past. Jessica was now so gentle, so obedient, so considerate. There was no way she could be that kind of person.

But now, this scene was a slap to his face—so hard it practically swelled!

A sharp scream broke the silence, finally jolting the couple on the bed to their senses.

They had been too immersed in the moment. The sound of the door unlocking wasn’t loud, and in their heated passion, they hadn’t heard a thing.

But that shriek shattered everything.

Zachary felt all his excitement drain away in an instant—his entire body went limp. He had a feeling that after this incident, his ability in that department might never recover... not for the rest of his life.

Jessica turned her head in shock, letting out a piercing scream as she yanked the sheets over her bare body.

Her eyes widened in horror as she saw her fiancé, along with her parents and relatives, standing at the doorway—every single one of them staring at her with expressions of fury and disbelief.

Mrs. Bennett trembled all over. Just moments ago, she had thought her son-in-law had simply entered the wrong room.

But that face... that seductive face on the bed... was unmistakably her daughter!

Damn it!

The entire Bennett family’s reputation—completely ruined! And in front of all these relatives, no less...

Mrs. Bennett lunged forward with a shriek, her face twisted in rage. "You wretched girl! You’re about to marry Aiden, and yet you’re doing something this disgraceful? I’ll kill you! I’ll beat you to death!"

Mr. Bennett, on the other hand, quickly shut the door, gripping Aiden’s wrist tightly. His face was pale. "Aiden, this... this is just a misunderstanding—"

A misunderstanding?

Aiden felt as if the metaphorical green hat on his head was glowing so brightly it could blind people. The sheer mockery of it all filled him with a violent urge to explode.

With an icy expression, Aiden pried Mr. Bennett’s hand off. "I never imagined... Jessica would disappoint me this much. Mr. Bennett, I’m afraid I can no longer call you my father-in-law. Apologies. Please let Jessica know that she doesn’t need to return the gifts I gave her. But I do expect her to remove all her belongings from my house—every single thing!"

With that, he turned and strode away without looking back.

Mr. Bennett’s face turned alternately red and pale, while the gathered relatives exchanged glances. Some of them secretly rejoiced—after all, Jessica had been marrying into an incredible family, and Mrs. Bennett had always looked down on them because of it.

Now that the engagement was undoubtedly broken, they couldn’t help but feel a little smug. Of course, they couldn’t show it too obviously in front of everyone.

They endured it. Endured it with great difficulty.

Back in the room, Mrs. Bennett grabbed her daughter and slapped her furiously across the face.

It was only after she had checked into the hotel that she learned from her husband that this world-renowned Venetian Hotel was actually owned by the Anderson family.

She hadn’t realized before just how powerful the Andersons were. But her husband thought she was too ignorant, so he had to explain their vast empire to her.

To put it simply—this hotel’s daily revenue alone was more than what she could earn in her entire lifetime.

After hearing that, Mrs. Bennett had been overjoyed. She realized how foolish she had been to look down on the Andersons. But to her surprise, Lucas and his family never mocked or blamed her for it.

Such a family—if their daughter married into it, the Bennett family would enjoy a lifetime of honor and wealth, never having to worry about food or drink again.

Mrs. Bennett had already been planning to go home and buy a grand new villa, trade in for the most luxurious car, and live the richest, most prestigious life. She wanted all her relatives and friends to envy her, to be jealous of her.

But in the next moment, that beautiful dream was shattered. How could she not lose her mind? How could she not be furious?

Even if Jessica had been marrying into an average family, getting caught in bed with another man—by all their relatives, no less—was an absolute disgrace.

Once they returned to H Country, she would surely become the laughingstock of their entire social circle, mocked and ridiculed for the rest of her life.

"Mom, why are you hitting me?! Stop... you’re pulling my hair out—let go, Mom!" Jessica’s face flushed red with shame and anger.

Mrs. Bennett landed two more hard slaps on Jessica’s face. "You disgraceful wretch! You ruined a perfectly good marriage!"

Jessica’s cheeks burned with pain as she burst into desperate sobs. This time, she hadn’t just lost her dignity—she had lost an incredibly wealthy husband.

Even if this scandal didn’t spread, she knew it would be nearly impossible to find another man as exceptional as Aiden.

Meanwhile, Zachary couldn’t care less. He hastily threw on his clothes and bolted out of the room.

Since this matter concerned the Anderson family’s reputation, Ella hadn’t called the press—Zachary got off easy. But that didn’t matter. The most important thing was that Aiden had completely given up on Jessica and seen her true colors. That alone was enough.

Jessica and Aiden’s wedding, naturally, was called off.

Fortunately, the invitations had yet to be sent out, so the wedding was erased without a trace. Their social circle wasn’t particularly concerned either—most of them had never really believed that Aiden would actually marry Jessica in the first place.

Jessica desperately wanted to see Aiden, but he never gave her the chance. She also wanted to find out who had leaked the information that night, but with no real power of her own and the Venetian Hotel being beyond her control, she had no choice but to let it go.

Aiden, on the other hand, was deeply affected. He disappeared for an entire month, taking time off to recover.

One day, when he finally returned home for a meal, he saw Ella. His expression remained dark and heavy.

Ella exchanged a glance with Eric. Was Aiden still holding a grudge against her? She had only been looking out for him—she didn’t want him to go through the hassle of marrying Jessica, only to discover her flaws later and end up in a messy, chaotic situation. That would have been an even bigger problem.

"Aiden, I have an old friend whose daughter is twenty-four—young, energetic, and has a great personality. Why don’t you meet her this Saturday?"

Lucas, worried that Aiden might start rejecting women altogether, quickly arranged a blind date for him.

Ella expected Aiden to refuse, but to her surprise, he nodded. "Alright, I’ll meet her. After all... I owe it to my sister this time."

He didn’t say much, but that last sentence was enough to show that he wasn’t blaming Ella. He was just in a bad mood.

Luke cast him a sidelong glance. "There are plenty of good women in the world. The more relationships you experience, the more you’ll understand. Of course, there are also many scheming women. The more you interact with them, the better you’ll be at handling a real marriage when the time comes."

"If you’re so knowledgeable about love, why aren’t you married yet?" Ella raised an eyebrow at him.

Luke glanced at her indifferently, a look that made Ella completely relax.

He no longer had that complicated feeling toward her. And that was for the best—after all, they were siblings who saw each other all the time. If he had kept acting awkward, things would have been truly uncomfortable.

"I might be getting married soon," Luke said casually. "You remember Annie, the girl you met last time."

Ella froze for a moment, recalling the beautiful mixed-race girl from before. That girl was truly exceptional.

She sighed slightly. So Mia and Luke really weren’t meant to be.