Trick Him Into Divorce, Then Flee With His Unknow Kid

Chapter 143: Chapter 143 Who’s the other woman?

Rose didn’t understand why Oliver had suddenly come over just to take a jab at her.

She asked bluntly, "Who are you talking about? Who’s cheating?"

Oliver was momentarily caught off guard.

He hadn’t expected Rose to react so openly instead of feeling embarrassed.

Frowning, he cast a subtle glance toward Samantha.

In his opinion, Rose was being immature.

How could she not understand?

The person with something to hide was someone else entirely.

If the issue were brought into the open, who would dare answer it directly?

As for stealing someone else’s lover...

Samantha was doing it right out in the open.

Samantha felt a flicker of irritation.

Rose was clearly implying something about her.

The woman always seemed to speak in riddles, using underhanded insinuations that could never be openly acknowledged.

Ignoring Rose entirely, Samantha turned to Oliver.

"This is Mr. Mike," she said with a smile. "He’s very interested in my patient-guidance robot. Oliver, would you like to speak with him?"

She sounded completely confident.

After all, Oliver had passed on investing in G.S. and instead backed her project.

The Brown family’s influence carried considerable weight.

Once people saw Oliver investing, many were naturally willing to follow.

He was essentially her best advertisement.

She had no interest in dwelling on Rose’s earlier remarks.

Both Oliver and James were firmly on her side.

Why should she care what Rose said?

After all, she was busy building her project and advancing her career, while Rose remained trapped in petty romantic disputes and meaningless competition.

The two of them had nothing in common.

Only then did Oliver walk over.

Ryan gave Rose a lukewarm glance before turning away to answer a phone call.

He didn’t say a single word.

No one would ever guess they had once been married for seven years.

Caleb, who had known Rose since childhood, couldn’t stand seeing her treated this way.

"If the divorce certificate weren’t still in Ryan’s hands, if Ariel’s situation had already been settled, and if Rose exposed Samantha as the other woman right here and now, let’s see who’s still laughing."

But the Knight family had never shown mercy.

They seemed determined to wear Rose down little by little.

Rose would have liked to do exactly that.

Unfortunately, she had to be rational.

For now, the most important thing was pushing Ryan to finalize everything.

Meanwhile, Oliver had finished his conversation and successfully secured another investment for Samantha’s project.

Her smile grew even brighter. "Thank you for helping me so much."

Oliver waved it off. "It’s only natural. The Brown family still hasn’t repaid the favor you did for us. Of course I’m going to remember that."

Samantha carefully studied his expression.

Then she asked tentatively, "Did your grandfather say anything?"

"About what?"

Oliver paused before suddenly understanding. "He did, actually. You probably don’t know this, but Rose tried to take credit for saving my grandfather’s life. Grandpa called her out for it on the spot. As far as he’s concerned, Mrs. Knight’s reputation is already ruined."

A subtle change flashed across Samantha’s face.

She glanced at Oliver thoughtfully.

The pieces quickly fell into place.

Mathew had mistaken her for Mrs. Knight.

Meanwhile, Oliver had mistaken the real Mrs. Knight—Rose—for the woman trying to steal credit.

But Samantha had no intention of correcting the misunderstanding.

After all, it benefited her.

Besides, Oliver was now firmly on her side.

Why clarify something that worked in her favor?

If anything, it was advantageous for Oliver to dislike Rose even more.

"Really?" Samantha said calmly. "I don’t care about titles or reputations. She can say whatever she wants."

Watching her composed demeanor, Oliver couldn’t help comparing the two women.

The difference seemed obvious.

If Rose possessed even half of Samantha’s grace and composure, would she really be so unwelcome to her own husband?

*****

Rose knew nothing about the conversation taking place nearby.

At that moment, she received a WhatsApp message from Leo.

[I’m here. I’ll come find you in a minute.]

Seeing the message, Rose immediately relaxed.

As long as Leo was around, she could simply follow his lead.

Before long, a crowd gathered near the entrance.

Rose looked over.

Leo had arrived.

Though he was already in his fifties, he showed none of the signs people typically associated with middle age.

There was no potbelly.

No sluggishness.

Instead, he remained refined, dignified, and approachable, carrying himself with the warmth and confidence of a respected scholar.

Rose didn’t move forward.

Some things were better left for the other party to initiate.

Moments later, Leo pushed through the crowd and headed directly toward her.

"Rose," he said with a smile, "I heard about the situation with NYU School of Medicine. Looks like we may end up working together in the future. Does that mean we can sit at the same table now?"

He was genuinely excited about the news.

The higher-ups valued talent and were willing to promote exceptional people.

Only then could the medical field continue to develop steadily and sustainably.

Achievements like Rose’s at such a young age were extraordinarily rare.

Very few people had accomplished so much.

Rose smiled sheepishly. "Please don’t tease me. The process isn’t even finished yet. I still have a lot to prepare."

Claiming they were peers was a huge exaggeration.

She was still young.

She had simply received an exceptional promotion.

She understood her own shortcomings better than anyone.

Just as Leo was about to respond, a cheerful voice sounded behind him.

"Dean Byrne, it’s finally an honor to meet you in person."

Leo turned around.

His gaze swept past Samantha and landed directly on Ryan.

How could he not recognize him?

The faithless ex-husband of his junior Rose.

Ryan nodded first. "Mr. Byrne. It’s been a long time."

In their circles, occasional encounters were inevitable.

Leo and Ryan had met several times before, though they had never developed a close relationship.

Since Rose’s marriage had been kept secret, Leo had always pretended not to know Ryan was married.

But now, as he watched Samantha standing beside Ryan with her arm looped through his, his expression remained unreadable.

Samantha had noticed Leo speaking with Rose earlier.

Naturally, she assumed Leo had approached Rose because of Caleb.

After all, Caleb was Leo’s son.

If Leo could be so friendly toward someone as ordinary as Rose, surely he would treat her just as warmly.

She stepped forward politely and offered a smile.

"Dean Byrne, it’s nice to meet you. You may not know who I am, but I—"

"I do," Leo interrupted.