Oops My Toyboy Is A Hidden Tycoon

Lilian held a diary, the very one that had once caused the devastating misunderstanding between Filip and Cynthia, leading to their complete separation.

Most of the entries were written by Cynthia, capturing the everyday moments they shared, with Filip’s name appearing frequently throughout.

However, later entries were forgeries, written by Lilian imitating Cynthia’s handwriting. These parts were filled with disdainful words toward Filip, which fueled the self–doubt and sensitivity that eventually made him hate Cynthia. Their paths had diverged ever since.

When Filip saw the diary, he thought of how Lilian had manipulated and used him like a fool for years and had caused him to lose Cynthia. His teeth clenched in anger. He felt an overwhelming urge to strangle the scheming and malicious woman in front of him.

To his surprise, Lilian casually asked, “Do you want Cynthia back by your side?”

Filip’s expression froze, and then he frowned, staring at her. “Lilian, what do you mean?”

“This diary resulted in your breakup with Cynthia. So, if Jonathan were to see it, do you think it might drive a wedge between him and her?” replied Lilian.

Filip knew what Lilian was planning. This diary contained mostly entries written by Cynthia. It was filled with youthful memories of their time together, of their innocence and their first love as childhood sweethearts and a couple.

If Jonathan were to see it, with his temper, he’d likely be driven mad with jealousy. Misunderstandings and distance would inevitably follow. Once that gap opened, resentment would build up, and eventually, their relationship could shatter. Filip looked at Lilian, puzzled by her intentions. “Lilian, why are you doing this? Are you trying to bring Cynthia back to

me?”

Lilian lifted her eyes to look at Filip. “I’m about to leave soon. Consider this my way of making it up to you.”

Filip looked at her seemingly innocent expression and said, “I don’t believe you.” She had tricked him far too many times. The more innocent and weak she appeared, the more calculating she actually was. She had to have other motives.

“Filip, we’ve known each other for many years, and you’re the child’s biological father. You’d be better for Cynthia than Jonathan,” Lilian said. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Filip felt like a stone had been thrown into the still waters of his heart, creating ripples that spread out endlessly. He had long dreamed of Cynthia coming back to him. But he knew better than to indulge in that fantasy. Cynthia was with Jonathan

now.

Filip couldn’t help but think, ‘I’m partly disabled now, and I’m uncertain about my recovery. Even if she comes back to me, I might not be able to make her happy.’ Despite that, a selfish hope lingered.

He longed for the dream he’d once had as a young man to finally come true. That storm of youth had raged all these years, never fading–only growing stronger. How he wished time could turn back, that everything could return to the way it had

been.

Lilian smiled. “Actually, I’m not asking you to do anything. This belongs to Cynthia, and I simply want you to return it to

her.”

She stood up and walked up to Filip, her gown trailing elegantly She placed the diary in his hands and said, “Whether or not you give it to Jonathan is up to you.”

With that, she added, “The reception is about to begin; they should be arriving any moment. I’ll head out first.”

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With the wedding planners‘ support, Lilian arrived at the venue just as Cynthia and Jonathan entered arm–in–arm.

Cynthia was indeed wearing the bridesmaid dress Lilian had picked out for her: a white gown with sheer fabric around the waist, with her shoulders bare. She looked like an ethereal fairy, effortlessly capturing the attention of everyone in the room.

Seeing Cynthia as the center of attention, Lilian felt no jealousy instead, she was genuinely happy. Today, both of them ought to be stars.

. With her gown trailing behind her, Lilian walked over and soon stood before Cynthia.

“You look beautiful today, Cynthia. Thank you for coming,” she said.

Cynthia, her arm still linked with Jonathan’s, responded politely, almost formally. “Congratulations.”

She then handed over a gift box. “By the way, I prepared a wedding gift for you.”

Lilian was pleasantly surprised and opened the box. Inside was a sphene bracelet. The gemstone, with its vibrant green hue, stood out beautifully against the elegant gold inlay design.

Everyone knows that top–quality sphenes are never set in gold inlays, as this compromises the bracelet’s integrity and significantly decreases its value–unless, of course, they are of inferior quality.

In Roncrity’s high society, there was an unspoken rule: everything at a wedding had to be perfect, or misfortune would follow.

Cynthia had chosen this gift intentionally to upset Lilian, although Jonathan thought it was a bit childish.

Besides, it was merely a coincidence. She hadn’t originally planned to give a gift, but she’d accidentally found the gemstones a few days earlier and suddenly thought of giving this bracelet to Lilian.

Lilian undoubtedly understood the meaning. Cynthia had expected her to show irritation, but instead, she seemed unfazed, Lilian took the bracelet out of the box and slipped it onto her wrist, smiling. “Thank you for the gift. I love it.”

Cynthia was a bit surprised, thinking, ‘Lilian has made impressive progress in strengthening her state of mind lately; she’s managing to stay unaffected, even now!‘

Jonathan, however, was frowning as he watched Lilian closely. He’d long suspected Lilian’s motives but had never been able to confirm them. Seeing her satisfied expression at that moment deepened his suspicions.

Jonathan tightened his grip on Cynthia’s hand wrapped around his arm and asked, “Where is Mr. Yates? The ceremony’s about to start; shouldn’t the groom be by his bride’s side?”

Lilian remained unfazed. “He’s attending to something but will be out soon.”

Checking the time, she added, “Please, take your seats. The ceremony is about to begin.”

Lilian turned to Cynthia. “Cynthia, I’ll need your help to bring up the rings later.”

As Lilian’s bridesmaid, Cynthia was expected to present the rings during the exchange. It was the only task Lilian had given

her.

Cynthia found it quite dull, so she went with Jonathan to their seats. After taking her seat, she frowned, appearing deep in thought.

“What’s on your mind?” Jonathan asked.

Turning to him, Cynthia replied, “Do you think Lilian’s acting a bit odd today?”

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Jonathan seemed to think of something and snorted, “I’ve thought that for a while now,”

“What’s so strange about her?”

Jonathan didn’t reply. After all, if he shared his suspicions, Cynthia might not believe him, and it could shake her view of the world.

Jonathan had no intention of letting Cynthia in on this. For now, he would wait and see what Lilian intended to do.

“I don’t think she made you her bridesmaid without reason,” he said. “Just be on guard today.”

Cynthia thought the same. “Do you think she’s trying to use this opportunity to make things difficult for me or make me lose face in front of the city’s elite?”

Jonathan didn’t respond; he didn’t think that was the case.

Cynthia took out her phone and smiled. “Look, I’ve got Sarah’s number here. I’ve arranged for her to stay at the hotel downstairs. If Lilian dares to embarrass me, I’ll make sure her wedding turns into chaos.”

Sarah, Lilian’s mother, was something of a nightmare for Lilian. If she found out that Lilian was about to marry into wealth and was having a lavish wedding here, she would definitely cause a scene and ruin the event.

But Cynthia didn’t want that to happen. After all, the trouble would ultimately damage the Yates family’s reputation. She wouldn’t start anything, but if Lilian tried anything malicious, she wouldn’t hesitate to respond in kind.

Jonathan chuckled. “So that’s why you told me to come and enjoy the show.”

Just then, Jonathan suddenly received a call. It was from Filip.

Jonathan answered the call right away. “Congratulations, Mr. Yates. On behalf of all the employees at Paradise Resort, I wish you a happy marriage and everlasting love.”

Filip hadn’t spoken yet when he heard Jonathan’s congratulatory words. It was rare for Jonathan to say so much, so it was clear he was in a good mood today.

After a brief pause, Filip said, “Mr. Bennett, I’m in the 1009 lounge. There’s something I’d like to discuss with you in private.”

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