?<strong>Chapter 963:</strong>


    As soon as she heard the name, Belinda slowly lifted her gaze, curiosity piqued.


    “Rhys has a mistress,” Lucas revealed, his tone measured.


    “And she’s pregnant—with a boy.”


    A flicker of realization shed through Belinda’s sharp eyes.


    “Minna must have already found out about this.”


    Lucas gave a small nod.


    “Yeah. She probably believes that when Rhys agreed to her engagement to Moshe, he was simply making way for his son and his mistress.”


    Belinda narrowed her eyes slightly, her thoughts aligning with Lucas’s reasoning.


    “That exins why she’s so indifferent to the Williamson family’s current crisis.”


    A soft chuckle escaped her lips.


    “I’d wager the mastermind behind all this is the one who told her about the matter.”


    Lucas smirked coldly.


    “They certainly pulled out all the stops to win Minna over.”


    His gaze darkened, his voice turning steely.


    “Whoever’s orchestrating this is dangerously cunning. We need to uncover their identity.”


    In another private room of the restaurant.


    “Mitchell, are you angry with me?” Kylee gazed at Mitchell with a pitiful expression.


    Mitchell turned to her, his face serious.


    “Kylee, you shouldn’t have lied to me.”


    Kylee’s lips trembled as she sniffled.


    “I didn’t want to! I was just so upset. But after everything that’s happened, I realize I was wrong! Please, Mitchell, forgive me this time. I swear, I won’t do it again. Really.”


    Mitchell remained silent, his expression unreadable.


    At that moment, Lyle interjected, “Kylee, you said the exact same thing to mest time.”


    Kylee’s face stiffened, her eyes instantly brimming with tears. She turned to Lyle, her voice trembling.


    “Lyle… Are you ming me, too? Are you also mad at me?”


    Lyle let out a heavy sigh, his brows furrowing.


    “Kylee, I just don’t understand. Why do you keep making things difficult for Belinda?” He looked at her intently, his voice tinged with exasperation.


    “You were born into privilege. You have loving parents, and everyone around you adores you. You have everything. Meanwhile, Belinda—she’s just an illegitimate child, struggling to carve a ce for herself. She poses no threat to you, so why do you insist on targeting her?”


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