The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow novel Chapter 157

Nancy and Judson looked up, their conversation interrupted by the approaching figure of Cyrus. Trailing behind him was Sarah, who, with her delicate features, seemed almost plain compared to Nancy's vibrant beauty.

Without a word, Judson stepped protectively in front of Nancy, his handsome face darkening with displeasure.

Sarah seemed bewildered by Cyrus' words, her gaze flitting between Nancy and Judson.

"Cyrus, are you saying your wife Nancy is Lena?" she asked incredulously.

Lena was currently one of the most sought-after jewelry designers in the industry.

Sarah's expression changed, signaling a realization that rippled through the crowd, sparking murmurs of conversation among the attendees.

"Lena got married?"

"Then why's Lena here with some other guy at the auction?"

Nancy's expression darkened, her fists clenching tightly under the weight of the surrounding stares and whispers.

Cyrus' irritation intensified, particularly as he watched Judson standing so close to Nancy.

"Nancy, you know I'm your—" he began, but was cut off.

"Stop spouting nonsense. Lena isn't Nancy. She's my wife!" Judson interrupted coldly, a menacing aura radiating from him. "Continue disrespecting my wife, and you'll regret it."

Cyrus' fingers twitched, anger flaring in his eyes as he faced off with Judson.

"Who do you think you are?"

The tension was palpable, like the air was charged with electricity.

"Enough!" Nancy's voice sliced through the charged atmosphere.

Both men turned their attention to her.

Nancy hesitated for a moment.

Judson immediately stepped in front of Nancy, casting a warning glance at Michael.

Michael just chuckled, turning his attention back to Cyrus and Sarah.

Cyrus was seething. "Mr. Ferguson, Sarah and I have nothing to hide. How dare you accuse us!"

"And how dare you accuse Lena? Nancy is not Lena," Michael smirked. "We all know Lena and Judson are a couple."

"But they're the same person, just different names in different places," Cyrus insisted.

"Do you have any proof? Miss Lena has already denied it," Michael challenged, raising an eyebrow. "Tell you what, if you can produce Miss Nancy's ID, we'll believe you."

As if. Nancy had erased her past.