The Breaking Point of Love / The Zillionaire's Abandoned Wife Novel ( Celeste Rodriguez & Trevor Fleming) By Cloudsearcher Updated 2025 -26 - The Breaking Point of Love or The Zillionaire’s Abandoned Wife Chapter 658

Jorge’s expression paused for a fraction of a second.

“Quite early?” he repeated.

The man nodded enthusiastically. “Yes. Mr. Fleming came shortly after the banquet started. President Shaw personally received him.”

Jorge didn’t respond immediately.

His gaze drifted across the lobby.

Trevor stood not far away, dressed in a dark tailored suit, his posture relaxed as he spoke with a few business figures. His expression was calm, even faintly polite—the same composed demeanor he always showed at public events.

Nothing about him suggested he had just skipped another banquet because of “urgent matters.”

Jorge slowly understood.

Trevor had lied.

Not because he had something urgent to do…

But because he didn’t want to go to Wynn’s banquet.

Jorge narrowed his eyes slightly.

Just then, someone beside Trevor noticed him.

“Mr. Robinson is here!”

Trevor turned his head.

Their eyes met across the hall.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

Then Trevor excused himself from the conversation and walked over.

“Mr. Robinson,” he greeted calmly.

Jorge smiled politely. “Mr. Fleming.”

They shook hands briefly.

Jorge glanced around the banquet hall before saying casually,

“I just came from InnovaTech’s banquet.”

Trevor’s expression didn’t change.

“Oh?”

Jorge continued lightly, “Ms. Locket put a lot of effort into it. The scale was impressive.”

Trevor simply nodded.

“That’s good.”

His tone was neutral—too neutral.

Jorge studied him for a moment before asking deliberately,

“I thought you had something important to deal with tonight.”

Trevor’s gaze flickered for the briefest moment.

Then he replied calmly,

“I did.”

Jorge smiled faintly but didn’t expose him.

Instead he said,

“Well, that’s a pity. Many people went tonight because they thought you would attend.”

Trevor didn’t answer.

Across the hall, Celeste had finally noticed Jorge’s arrival and was walking toward them.

Jorge changed the subject naturally.

“Looks like your host is coming.”

Celeste approached with a bright smile.

“Mr. Robinson, you’re here! I was worried you wouldn’t make it.”

Jorge nodded politely.

“President Shaw personally invited me. Of course I had to come.”

Celeste then turned to Trevor.

“Mr. Fleming has already been here for quite a while tonight. We’re honored.”

Trevor gave a faint smile.

But Jorge noticed something.

Even as Celeste spoke, Trevor’s gaze occasionally drifted toward his phone in his hand.

As if… he was waiting for something.

Or someone.

Meanwhile, across the city—

At InnovaTech’s banquet hall, the event was gradually coming to an end.

Guests were leaving one after another.

Wynn stood at the entrance, personally seeing people off.

Her smile remained graceful and calm.

But the hall was noticeably emptier now.

Harvey approached quietly.

“Wynn.”

She turned slightly.

“Yes?”

Harvey hesitated before saying,

“Many guests asked tonight why Mr. Fleming didn’t come.”

Wynn lowered her eyes briefly.

Then she replied calmly,

“Mr. Fleming is very busy.”

Harvey didn’t expose the obvious excuse.

But just then—

Someone near the exit suddenly said in surprise,

“Isn’t that Mr. Fleming?”

For a moment, the entire entrance fell silent.

Wynn’s heart skipped.

She instinctively looked up toward the doors.

But the person quickly laughed awkwardly.

“Oh… sorry. I was mistaken.”

The brief ripple of expectation vanished as quickly as it came.

Wynn’s fingers tightened slightly at her sides.

Then she smiled again, as if nothing had happened.

But far away at YodaVision’s banquet—

Trevor’s phone screen quietly lit up.

It was a live update from the InnovaTech banquet broadcast.

The image showed Wynn standing alone at the entrance, still politely sending off the last guests.

Trevor stared at the screen.

For a long time.

Without saying a word.