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Back to the Banquet

In Back to the Banquet, a woman is betrayed by her husband after stopping his childhood sweetheart from offending Muslim investors with a pork dish. Her intervention caused an accident that left the mistress vegetative, leading the husband to harvest his wife's organs for the woman's cure. Now reborn on the day of the fateful banquet, she chooses silence. As the mistress prepares the forbidden meal, the protagonist watches, letting the billionaire deal collapse to ensure her own survival and revenge.
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Chapter 2

Seeing the dark look on my face, Emily grew uneasy. She pretended she was about to leave.

"Kenneth, if it really won't work, then don't make things hard for Olivia. I'd feel terribly guilty if your marriage is affected because of me."

Kenneth pulled her straight into his arms, defending her without hesitation.

"Emily and I grew up together. I trust that everything she does is for my sake."

His words chilled my heart.

I let out a cold laugh and shot back, "So what you're saying is that I'd actually harm you?"

Emily nestled into his arms and began snuggling up to him intimately.

"Kenneth, I hardly ever get the chance to cook for you. Today, with clients here, I finally have an opportunity to show what I can do. Just let me handle it, okay? Leave this banquet to me. I promise I won't disappoint you."

"And besides…" She deliberately put on a shy expression and tossed him a flirtatious glance. "You work so hard for the company every day. It really breaks my heart watching you. Pork is very nutritious and good for revitalizing the body. It's great for your health."

Hearing this, Kenneth hugged her affectionately, then shot me an irritated glare.

"Why don't you learn from her? She's younger than you and still knows how to care about people. And you? The only thing you're good at is being jealous!"

He then looked straight at me, his tone filled with impatience. "Just look at yourself right now. Is this how you carry yourself as a senior executive? I've told you countless times that I'm not cheating on you with Emily. Why do you insist on making things difficult everywhere?"

My hands clenched into fists as anger surged, and my disappointment deepened.

"You don't even ask what happened before jumping in and blaming me. Do you know that Emily insisted on adding a pork dish to the menu, when the clients don't eat pork at all? If they end up eating pork, they'll think we did it on purpose. This deal will fall apart.

"Kenneth, this company was built by the two of us–together. Are you really willing to watch it collapse with your own eyes?"

In my previous life, Kenneth and I started from nothing. To fulfill his dream of entrepreneurship, I worked day and night chasing deals and entertaining clients.

For a single contract, I drank myself into gastric perforation twice. I even miscarried a child less than three months along due to excessive drinking, without realizing it at the time.

When business finally improved, I thought we could at last live a good life. Instead, he brought his childhood sweetheart fresh out of high school into the company as an intern.

Even when the company later ran into trouble, I took out the last of my parents' retirement savings to help him plug the holes. Still, he ended up with Emily.

The two of them began openly and secretly appearing together. Rumors spread endlessly through the company. For the sake of appearances, I endured it all in silence, only to let them push their limits even further.

This life, I had no intention of enduring anymore.

I tore into him publicly, stripping him of all dignity.

He flew into a rage. "Emily, you're in charge of this banquet. If you want to add pork to the menu, then add it. I'd like to see who dares to object!"

Seeing how stubborn and blind he was, I could not be bothered to argue any further.

"Well, Kenneth Septon, since you despise me so much, I'll resign and leave the company."

With that, I turned around and walked out of the banquet hall.