Pursuing My Rejected Alpha Chapter 218

218 Lillian Woodland Is A Good Actress

“Lillian Woodland, are you out of your mind???” Ronan hollered through the phone.

He was so loud that the ladies around the table could hear his angry tone.

“Lillian darling, is everything alright?” Lillian’s Aunt Vera squeezed her hand, her eyes brimming with concern.

Lillian smiled at her aunt gracefully despite the angry Alpha on the phone.

“Excuse me, ladies,” she said with a wink before hastily leaving the table.

Lillian cursed in her heart.

She should have known better than taking the hot-headed Alpha’s phone call in public. Way to underestimate your enemy, Lillian, she chastised herself.

Once the beautiful woman reached a safe spot to talk, she hissed into the phone, “I appreciate it if you speak clearly, Alpha Ronan. Just what did I do to deserve this uncivilized scolding??”

Ronan scoffed.

…..

“Do you need me to reiterate to you what your crazy fans have done?”

Lillian took a deep breath, begging the Moon Goddess for endless patience and wisdom before she snapped back at Ronan, “Again, Alpha Ronan. Speak. Clearly. What exactly did my so-called ‘crazy fans’ do?”

“On top of ruining our names on social media, they dared to inflict harm on Lucien!”

Lillian rolled with her eyes. Ronan must be insane. Inflict harm? What harm? Sticks and stones could break Lucien’s bones, but words were harmless.

“Oh, please, Ronan. All my dear fans did was talk and gossip. Stop exaggerating like an old woman.”

At the other end of the line, Ronan almost went ballistic.

“One of your ‘dear fans’ hit Lucien with a stone today. Is that part of their ‘talk and gossip’ routine? What is coming next? Are they going to burn the art gallery?”

Lillian went silent.

Ronan took it as a declaration of defeat.

“Well, Miss Woodland? Nothing to say in your defense?”

Lillian sighed.

“You know what, Alpha Ronan? I never follow your and Lucien’s activities so naturally, I don’t know what you are talking about. I will see what I can do from my side.”

“No need,” Ronan snapped. “In the first place, you only care for yourself and your baby. Naturally, you don’t pay attention to all those who have to bleed so that you get what you want.”

Lillian clawed into a table edge.

“Excuse me? I can say the same about you and Lucien. The both of us protect our own respective interests here, Ronan Silverback. Don’t you dare make me out to be the villain.”

“Very well, in that case, to protect MY interest, I am going to do what I should have done weeks ago!”

“And that is…?” Lillian queried.

“You will see.”

Click.

Ronan ended the phone call just like that.

Lillian trembled in anger. She could just smash her phone into pieces.

Why were all men so stupid and impulsive???

There was nothing she could do. She only hoped that Ronan Silverback’s PR Team was good enough to dissuade their Alpha from doing too much damage.

Putting a hand across her pregnant belly, Lillian Woodland made her way back to the lunch gathering with the ladies from the Woodland family.

The women at the table stopped speaking abruptly when they saw Lillian approaching. The latter did not need to guess twice to know who they had been talking about behind her back.

Aunt Barbara Woodland was a nosy one. She pretended to be concerned, but she was just there for the hot gossip. As soon as Lillian took her seat, she came over to ask, “Lillian dear, was that Alpha Ronan? He sounded so upset. Did something happen?”

Lillian responded with pleasing laughter.

“Oh, Aunt Barbie,” she said sweetly. “Ronan is just angry because I have not spent some time with him recently.”

Everyone looked a lot more at ease after they heard Lillian’s words.

“Really? Because we have all seen the picture, you know,” Aunt Barbara whispered in a conspiratorial voice as if she had not just personally ensured that everyone at the table saw the picture in question.

Lillian pretended not to know.

“Which picture, Aunt Barbie?”

The atmosphere around the table tensed up again.

Did Lillian really not know?

Should they tell her?

Should they not?

If they did not tell her, they would miss out on her reaction once she found out!

Aunt Barbara could not afford to lose out on this delicious scene!

She grabbed her phone from the table, intent on showing Lillian the picture. But then the blonde woman winced from the pain.

“Oh, my baby, ahh… My belly, it hurts so much.”

Aunt Barbara turned pale in an instant. So did all the other women at the table.

“Lillian dear, where is it hurting? Do you need a doctor??” Aunt Vera questioned her in panic.

Lillian shot her aunt a pitiful gaze. “Auntie, I think… Something is wrong with my baby. I should go to the doctor now.”

Not a moment later, the blond woman sat in her car and headed toward a famous resort on the outskirts of the town. Crossing her legs in leisure, she scrolled through the phone in search of the latest news pertaining to Ronan Silverback and Lucien Clearwater.

There were indeed a few updates.

The first picture depicted a lifeless Lucien in Ronan’s arms. The caption underneath declared that “Mr. Lucien Clearwater had been attacked by an unknown woman during the unveiling of the Clearwater Contemporary Art Gallery’s new section, the ‘Hidden Treasures Under The Sea’.”

A swipe to the right showed her the woman who performed the deed. She was being apprehended by a few men.

Further down, there was a newer picture.

Someone had sneaked into the art gallery to spray the glass entrance door with red paint. The ghastly letters formed the word “HOMEWRECKER”.

Lillian sighed.

Sure, her fans could do insane things sometimes, but would they go as far as hurting Lucien Clearwater like this?

Unlikely.

This kind of action bore the signature of a certain someone.

“Go to Pine Groove City instead,” Lillian told her driver.

“Right away, Miss.”