Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 353

He frowned, glancing at the butler who had already walked away, and said, "She's not Lilliana."

"The paternity test came out positive."

I felt somewhat helpless.

He asserted, "There must be something wrong with the paternity test. Jane, I might mistake someone else for her."

By "someone else," I knew he meant me.

He spoke again, in a quiet voice, "But I would never fail to recognize her."

I pursed my lips before saying, "That's between you and the Myers family, Gregory. It's best we keep our distance."

I really didn't want to fan the flames any further.

Without looking at his expression, I pulled Christine into the banquet hall.

Despite being arranged last minute, the welcome party was anything but half-hearted.

The lights shone brightly, the hall was luxurious, clearly a gala for the elite.

After grabbing a drink from a tray held by a servant, Christine turned to me, surprised, "When did you become so tough?"

"Oh please," I smiled wryly, "Even the dumbest learn from their mistakes. Besides, things are different now."

"How so?"

"Before, I was already deep in it, and pulling myself out was painful and hard."

I couldn't forget those restless nights, "Now, I'm still at the edge of the pit, with no sunk costs, so it's easier to stay rational."

A person who's just been burned once is not so easily swayed again.

Christine sighed, then we saw Adah waving us over, introducing us to some high-society ladies around her.

"You ladies were asking if I switched dressmakers recently, well, here she is. Don't be fooled by her youth; her design talent is immense, and her craftsmanship rivals that of the seasoned masters. The stitching and tailoring look too advanced for someone her age."