?<strong>Chapter 581:</strong>


    “Joelle, are you okay?”


    Filled with anger, Katherine reached for her phone.


    “I’m calling that jerk Adrian right now!”


    “Wait.” Joelle stopped her, her eyes still locked on the photo.


    “Kathy, Lily, doesn’t this photo look familiar?”


    Lily stared at the photo for a moment longer before it clicked.


    “Wait, isn’t this the same picture from when that barely-known celebrity got caught cheating?”


    That so-called celebrity wasn’t even on the D-list. No wonder the three of them hadn’t recognized him right away. Katherine took the phone, inspecting it carefully, then said, “This picture is definitely edited!”


    Joelle took back her phone.


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    “There’s always someone after his attention. Plenty of people would love to be in my position. With Adrian’s status, opportunities like that attract a crowd.”


    Katherine nodded in agreement. “You’re absolutely right. These women have no shame—they’ll go to any lengths for a wealthy man. Just the other day, I caught one sending Shawn some flirty photos.”


    Secretly, she felt a wave of relief that Shawn hadn’t revealed he was Frankie to the public; if he had, she couldn’t imagine how many women she’d have topete with.


    “So, what did you do?” Lily asked.


    “Didn’t you try to find out who she was?”


    “Why bother?” Katherineughed dismissively.


    “If she’s got what it takes to steal Shawn from me, then she can have him!”


    Joelle felt the same way. She had already saved screenshots of the message and the photo, which she then forwarded to Adrian. He called back almost immediately.


    “Madam.” Can’s voice came through the line.


    “I assure you that Mr. Miller went straight to the conference as soon as he arrived. He’s been in meetings the entire time and hasn’t been around any other woman. I’ll look into this photo and message, and I’ll have answers for you by tonight.”


    “Alright,” Joelle responded calmly.


    “Just remind him to look after himself. With the season changing, it’s easy toe down with something.”


    “Understood.”


    With the issue put to rest, no one brought it up again. Joelle then turned to the main topic for the day.


    “Kathy, I’ve created three different wedding ns with different styles. Which one do you prefer?


    Two months were all that stood between Katherine and her wedding day. Given her recent pregnancy news, she knew maneuvering through the event with a visible bump would prove challenging.


    The nning of the wedding wasn’t merely about aesthetics but also a concern for practicality, considering her delicate condition.


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