The CEO regretted it after pretending to be crazy and stupid Chapter 3

Lily begged Lucas to hold a grand engagement party, inviting socialites from various industries.

With an attitude of watching the drama unfold, everyone attended.

At the engagement party, Lily wore haute couture, dripping in jewels, as if every hair and toe screamed "I'm expensive."

Putting on full display the airs of Mrs. Montgomery.

In my previous life, Lucas said he loved Lily's pure and lovely nature most.

I wondered if he could still praise her with all that heavy makeup.

Lily enthusiastically took my hand:

"Sister, can you be my bridesmaid at the wedding? I'm so nervous. I want you there for support, and to share some of my good fortune with you."

Though her words sounded sincere, her eyes glinted with smugness.

"You're Mrs. Montgomery. Whoever you choose as bridesmaid, who could refuse? I've got plenty of money. Natalie Foster, name your price. As long as you'll be the bridesmaid, any amount is fine!"

Lucas stuck out his neck stubbornly, pulling Lily into his embrace.

Watching the foolish Lucas, I was quite satisfied.

That's right—this was how a brain-damaged person should behave.

Several major Montgomery Corporation shareholders frowned seeing Lucas like this.

I pulled my hand from Lily's: "Sorry, I won't be able to attend your wedding. My father sent someone to take me abroad, and the departure date is exactly on your wedding day."

Lily looked at me with reddening eyes:

"Are you angry with me, Sister? Is that why this is so coincidental—Uncle Foster sends for you right when I'm getting married?"

My friend Vivian couldn't take it anymore:

"How narcissistic can you be! Uncle Foster's people arrived two days ago. Young talents wanting to marry our Natalie could form a line to France. As if she'd waste energy being angry with you?"

Before Vivian finished, Lucas' expression changed dramatically:

"You're going abroad? Uncle Foster called you back to marry me, didn't he?"

"I know marrying Lily upsets you. I promise, after we're married, I can still be with you."

Lily's expression instantly changed.

Before she could speak, I smiled and asked Lucas:

"What kind of joke is this? You're not even married to Lily yet and you're already planning to find a mistress?"

"Besides, I'm the Foster heiress. I don't stoop to interfering in others' relationships, and I don't have a habit of recycling trash!"

Lucas gritted his teeth: "Natalie Foster, do you have to become Mrs. Montgomery? Do you care that much about this empty title?"

I looked at him like he was an idiot: "I never said I wanted to be Mrs. Montgomery. I've been away too long and miss my parents. You're going to stop me from going home? What gives you that right?"

Lucas threw a tantrum like a child: "What if I don't agree? What if I insist on marrying you?"

"Mr. Montgomery will be disappointed. Miss Foster and I are already engaged. Stealing another man's fiancée wouldn't look good."

I turned around. The newcomer was the globally renowned scientific genius, Seth Yates.

The man wore a motorcycle jacket, his brow carrying traces of travel weariness, yet unable to hide his commanding presence.

He walked to my side, subtly separating me from Lucas.