?<strong>Chapter 418:</strong>


    The thought of this filled him with a searing frustration that made his fists clench. How could he possibly hold his head high now?


    “Dad,” Kylee said, her voice almost sweet, “I think Belinda must be feeling really upset right now. Do you think we should call her and check on her?” Her words only deepened Baker’s scowl.


    Taking a sharp breath, he said through gritted teeth, “Yes, Kylee. You’re right. I really should call her.”


    Seeing Baker like this, Kylee barely contained her smirk. She knew exactly what was going to happen. She knew her father would just call Belinda to vent his frustrations and scold her. Kylee chuckled inwardly as she looked at Baker. She now understood why Belinda had refused her help that day. Belinda hadn’t asked for anyone’s help to exin her side of the story. Why bother? Lucas hadn’t believed her. He had chosen Verena over her without hesitation. Though Kylee’s own ns had failed, she now found the oue deliciously satisfying.


    “Kylee,” Baker suddenly said, yanking her from her thoughts, “give me your phone.”


    Kylee’s eyes widened in surprise. “Huh? Oh.” She paused for a moment before retrieving her phone and handing it to Baker.


    Baker took the phone and, with grim determination, dialed Belinda’s number.


    In her room at the Thomas family’s residence, Belinda had just sunk into her chair when Kylee’s name shed on her phone screen. She stared at the screen for a few seconds, her brow furrowing, before finally answering the call.


    “You fool!” A furious voice exploded from the other end of the line, unmistakably Baker’s.


    Belinda’s lips curled into a cold smile when she heard that. “Mr. Wright,” she replied icily. “What could you possibly want from me?”


    Baker didn’t waste time. He asked directly, “Belinda, did you and Mr. rk get divorced?”


    Belinda froze at Baker’s words, momentarily caught off guard. She hadn’t expected him to know about the divorce so soon. It didn’t take long for her to guess that it must have been Holley who had told Baker the news. Since the truth was already out, there was no point in hiding it.


    Belinda’s tone was brisk and unapologetic as she replied, “Yes.”


    On the other end of the line, Baker’s expression darkened in an instant, his fury palpable even through the phone. “You fool!” he eximed. “This is all your fault! If you hadn’t maliciously pushed Verena down the stairs, Mr. rk wouldn’t have divorced you! You know how much he cares about Verena. How dare you provoke him like that? Were you deliberately looking for trouble?”


    Belinda felt a bitterugh rise in her throat. Her father really didn’t care about her at all. Yet, amidst Baker’s usations, he had said one thing right: Verena was, indeed, the most important person to Lucas.


    Her voice calm, almost eerily so, Belinda asked, “Who told you it was Lucas who asked for the divorce?”


    There was a brief pause before Baker responded, “What do you mean by that? If Mr. rk didn’t ask for the divorce… Are you saying you were the one who asked for the divorce?”


    “Yes,” Belinda replied calmly. “I was the one who asked for the divorce.”


    Baker’s mind reeled, his voice rising in disbelief. “What?”


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