Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 1478

Abriella sighed heavily and shook her head in defeat. "No. He just gave me one word: Wait."

Krystina chimed in from across the table. "Well, if the Bishop said it himself, then you should just relax and wait patiently." She set down her fork, her expression turning quite serious. "Do not take this lightly. Bishop Silas is genuinely incredible. The corporate tycoons and venture capital giants I work with are all as sharp as tacks, but every single one of them believes in him implicitly." Krystina clicked her tongue, lowering her voice to share the gossip. "Every Christmas Eve, those men throw obscene amounts of money at St. Peter's Cathedral just to bid for the front pews and get a moment of his time. Rumor has it that anyone lucky enough to receive a personal word of guidance from Bishop Silas, even a beggar off the street, will instantly see their fortunes skyrocket and achieve massive success." She threw her hands up. "It is just a shame that the people who actually get to meet him face to face are incredibly rare."

Abriella blinked, looking genuinely surprised. "Really?" she asked, unintentionally flexing her own luck. "I have only been to St. Peter's Cathedral twice, and I ran into him both times. He even initiated the conversation with me."

Krystina gasped, staring at her in sheer disbelief. "Your luck is absolutely insane! I know a CEO who has thrown millions in donations at that church. He has visited over a dozen times and has never even caught a glimpse of the Bishop’s shadow!"

Sylvia, who had been listening quietly the entire time, felt a sudden flicker of hope. "If Bishop Silas is truly that miraculous... then I would love to go to the cathedral and seek his guidance someday."

Krystina waved her hand, shutting down the idea immediately. "Forget about it for now. I heard the Bishop recently left on a spiritual pilgrimage. Trying to find him right now would be harder than finding a needle in a haystack. Unless..." Krystina paused, her tone turning entirely dramatic. "Unless he actively seeks you out."

For a while, the group abandoned the topic of babies and spent their time gossiping about the enigmatic Bishop Silas. With the mood light and the conversation flowing, the desire to drink kicked in. Abriella, who was already carrying a lot of pent up frustration over her struggles to conceive, completely let loose. She held her wine glass high, clinking it with Krystina’s over and over again. Having abstained for so long, it only took a couple of glasses for the alcohol to hit her hard.

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