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The next morning, Dolly and I got straight to work, figuring out our next steps.Her first suggestion was to sell off everything I took from Julian’s villa."Liquidate it!" Dolly said enthusiastically, dividing the items into three categories on paper. "First, the high-value pieces—anything worth millions. These need to go through reputable luxury resale platforms. “Second, the fine jewelry—valuable but a bit trickier to sell. “And third, the designer goods that won’t fetch a great price but should still be sold."She tapped the list confidently. "I did a rough estimate. Eve, your stuff alone should bring in at least four million dollars. At minimum, four million dollars!"She grinned like she had just struck gold. "Put that in a solid investment fund, and you’ll be earning a hefty amount in interest every year. Eve, you’re rich!"I still didn’t fully grasp the significance of money.My parents never really taught me about financial matters.But I understood that Dolly had a plan, a
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They were as impeccably dressed as ever, but I glanced at the shopping bags in their hands and couldn’t help but smirk."Oh, what a coincidence. Are you two here to shop for secondhand bags?"Rossie’s expression darkened. "Eve, we still haven’t settled our last score! What are you so smug about?"Lilian sneered beside her. "Rossie, don’t you see? She’s here because she’s broke and needs to cash out."With a mocking chuckle, she added, "Look at her, without Julian Moore, she’s nothing. Didn’t she used to call herself Mrs. Moore all the time? What a joke."Both of them covered their mouths, laughing as if they’d just heard the funniest thing in the world.I felt irritation bubbling inside me.I was here to sell things, and of all people, they just had to run into me at the worst moment.Not wanting to waste my breath, I turned to leave.But Rossie wasn’t done. "Oh, leaving so soon?"I ignored her and headed back toward the VIP room.Then, behind me, she suddenly said, "Hey, Lilian, did y
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I couldn’t help but laugh along with her. What we didn’t know was that inside the store, Rossie and Lilian were fuming, their faces twisted with anger. Lilian snapped, "Rossie, are we really just going to let those two bitches insult us and run off?" A cold glint flashed across Rossie’s perfectly made-up face. "We still have unfinished business with them. Just wait." She found the appraiser who had just stepped out of the VIP room and asked a few questions. The appraiser nodded. "Yes, Miss White just brought in quite a lot of high-end pieces to cash out." Rossie smirked. "We’d like to take a look. Who knows? We might find something we like." The appraiser’s demeanor instantly became more respectful. "Of course, Miss Dean, Miss Frost. Please, come in and browse." As soon as they stepped inside, both of them were momentarily stunned. A massive table was covered with gleaming luxury handbags, some of which were limited editions. Lilian discreetly tugged at Rossie’s sle
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I jolted in surprise and instinctively stepped back. Dolly immediately moved in front of me, her expression fierce. "What do you want?" The man, clearly drunk, had a flushed face, and the heavy stench of alcohol clung to his words. "Relax, gorgeous. Just wanna get to know you. How about adding me on Instagram?" Dolly let out a cold, mocking laugh. "Not happening. Now move. We’re heading home." The man trailed behind us, his mouth spewing filth. "Damn, feisty one, huh? I’m just being friendly. You two stunning ladies, out here drinking alone—what a shame. “No boyfriends to keep you company? That’s just sad. Come on, hang with me instead. Next time you wanna drink, hit me up—I’ll take you to the best bars." By the time we reached the curb, he was still following, refusing to let up. Dolly was getting annoyed. "God, are you serious? Take a hint, we’re not interested. You’re drunk, so do yourself a favor and get lost." I noticed his expression darken and quickly stepped b
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The man seized the opportunity to jump into the driver’s seat, and with a sharp launch, the Ferrari shot forward, speeding away from the chaos. Dolly and I were squeezed together in the passenger seat, both of us still tense from what had just happened. He drove through the streets, making several sharp turns before finally pulling into a secluded spot and bringing the car to a stop. The doors opened, and Dolly and I hesitantly stepped out, still shaken. The man followed, casually pulling out a cigarette and lighting it. His sharp, mischievous eyes flicked to me as he leaned against the car with a grin. "So, Eve, how do you plan to thank me for saving your ass tonight?" Eve? A shiver of discomfort ran down my spine. I finally recognized him. "Trey Wynn?" "Mm-hmm." Trey leaned lazily against the car door, cigarette dangling from his lips. He arched a perfect brow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Took you long enough to recognize me. I gotta say, I’m a little hurt." I
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I slept terribly that night. In my dream, I saw myself getting harassed by strangers, and Trey stepping in to fight them off. But in the next instant, Miles was there, standing quietly, watching. "Miles!" I ran toward him, but he just looked at me with disapproval. "What trouble have you gotten yourself into this time?" I opened my mouth to explain when Julian suddenly stormed in from nowhere, his face livid. He grabbed my wrist and snapped, "Evelyn, you’re causing trouble again. Can’t you just stay out of it for once?" I struggled hard to break free. "I don’t need you to control me! Let go!" Julian shot me a look of pure disdain. "Haven’t you had enough? You never stop making a scene. Do you even care if your friends get dragged down with you?" I turned in alarm—sure enough, I saw Dolly being taken away. Panic surged through me. "I didn’t do anything! It wasn’t me! They were the ones harassing us!" I shouted, desperate to explain, but no one moved to help Dolly.
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There were seven roses, each one lush and perfectly formed. I admired them carefully. Suddenly, Dolly leaned in close, her face just inches from mine. "Eve, did you notice something?" I blinked. "What?" She pointed at me. "Look in the mirror." Confused, I turned to the mirror and froze. The reflection staring back at me was completely different from the person I had been just a couple of weeks ago when I walked out of the hospital. Back then, my face had been pale and lifeless, drained of energy. My eyes were dull, heavy with exhaustion and despair. But now, my skin was radiant, my lips curved into an undeniable smile, and my eyes—bright, full of warmth, brimming with something I hadn’t seen in myself for a long time. I hesitated, reaching up to touch my own face, as if to make sure it was really me. Dolly leaned in again, eyes narrowing. "Okay, spill. This was from Mr. Wynn, wasn’t it?" Panic surged through me. I quickly blurted out, "Uh—this is from a store I
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For a brief moment, Chloe’s carefully crafted look of innocence cracked.I caught the flash of cold calculation in her eyes.This woman wasn’t as simple as she pretended to be. Julian was completely under her control, and he didn’t even realize it. He probably thought she was just a little possessive, but what he failed to see was that he had a venomous snake coiled around him.If Chloe could snoop through his phone, that meant she had access to far more—confidential business information, corporate strategies, even financial records.Realizing this, I instinctively took a step back.Chloe softened her voice, her tone delicate and fragile. "Miss White, Miss Jones, I came here in person to show my sincerity. I want to make peace with you."Before Dolly could speak, I frowned. "Miss Clarke, if this is about your proposal last time, then there’s nothing to discuss. That’s between Julian and me.""And besides, I have no interest in being your friend, much less making peace. Because there
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My phone buzzed twice.I quickly unlocked it and found a flood of photos and videos.A quick glance was all I needed before I grimaced and looked away."Here, there’s more where that came from," Trey said, watching me with an amused smirk. "So, tell me, do you really want to take down Julian? What happened? You finally got your head on straight? Or did you take the wrong meds recently?"Of course, someone as well-connected as him would have heard all about my black history.I hesitated. "I… I just don’t want to keep embarrassing myself."Trey chuckled, unconvinced. "Liar."His eyes narrowed, studying me with unsettling sharpness. "Tell me the truth, and I’ll give you something even juicier."I hesitated, James’ warning from earlier still fresh in my mind.Seeing my internal struggle, Trey’s smirk deepened. "No truth? Hmm?"I had no choice but to admit, "I… I lost my memory. And I don’t love Julian anymore."Trey blinked.Then, after a brief pause—he burst into laughter.Loud, unabashe
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The three of us walked out together.Waiting outside were three flashy Ferraris, belonging to Trey’s poker buddies.They strolled over, grinning. “Trey, Evelyn, where to?”Trey casually rattled off a location, and the guys whooped as they jumped into their cars—each one, of course, with a stunning young woman already waiting in the passenger seat.Dolly tugged at my sleeve, whispering, “This is a full-blown rich boys’ club.”I nodded. “I just need to stick around long enough to get the evidence.”My gaze drifted to the bag she was clutching tightly—stuffed to the brim with cash.“And, well… there’s a lot of money involved, too.”At the mention of money, Dolly’s entire attitude shifted. Her back straightened, her legs no longer ached, and suddenly, she had zero complaints about hanging out with a group of spoiled playboys.Instead of taking one of the Ferraris, Trey ditched the idea and grabbed a convertible that could fit all three of us.And so, we sped off.Four cars tore through th
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Trey smirked, his tone dripping with mockery. "Oh? Is that so? I thought it was your beloved Chloe who started spilling the tea. I’m just helping the public see the truth, nothing more."Laughter rippled through the room again.I watched as Trey danced all over Julian’s last nerve, and yet, Julian had no way of shutting him down.I couldn’t help it and laughed.Julian’s eyes darkened the moment he saw me smile. "Evelyn, you—"I cut him off. "What does this have to do with me? Chloe accused you of deceiving her. Maybe you should go explain things to her instead of embarrassing yourself here."His expression grew even more menacing. "You... what are you doing with him?"I let out a cold, dismissive laugh. "Julian, I’m divorcing you. We have nothing to do with each other anymore. If I want to hang out with friends, I will. If I want to go out and have fun, I will. What right do you have to control me?"His face darkened with rage. He stepped forward like he was about to drag me away.Bu
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Something stirred inside me, and for a moment, I forgot to push him away.“Hurry up, play your hand!”The guys who had just lost were already urging me to make a move.I hesitantly placed a card down—the Queen of Spades.Trey smirked. “Not bad. Playing the Queen—might just turn things in your favor.”With a cigarette between his lips, he leaned over again, casually adjusting the cards in my hand.The truth was, I did know how to play poker—at least in theory. I had spent enough time as a child watching my mother and her socialite friends play at fancy cocktail parties.But watching and playing were two very different things.At first, I was stiff, unsure of the strategy. Then, as the game went on, I started picking up the rhythm.And then… I won.I stared down at my hand in disbelief, double-checking my cards. I glanced at Trey for confirmation.Just then, he flicked away his cigarette and leaned back with a lazy grin.“Straight flush. Damn, you actually won. Alright, pay up, boys!”
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A strange shiver ran through me, and I quickly averted my gaze.Trey seemed to catch onto my thoughts. He smirked, deliberately exhaling a puff of smoke in my direction before turning to the others. “Alright, let’s play a few rounds.”I shot Dolly a pleading look, but she only shrugged helplessly.The game began. Trey’s long fingers toyed with the custom poker cards, his every movement exuding an effortless sense of wealth and refinement.“Three rounds.”He casually discarded a card, then leaned back, eyes half-lidded as he took a slow drag from his cigarette.“Hah! Gotcha! I win!” one of the guys across the table cheered, rubbing his hands together excitedly.Trey rolled his eyes, laughing. “That’s all it takes to get you excited? Fine, take it.”The game moved on—counting cards, reshuffling the deck. I watched as Trey casually tossed a thick stack of cash onto the table.My brows furrowed and thought, “They’re playing for that much?”He glanced at me. “Starting to get it?”I shook
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I took in the massive VIP suite, realizing just how absurdly large it was.Scattered around the plush sofas were more young men—clearly heirs to wealthy families, each accompanied by stunning women.And these weren’t just any women. Every single one of them had the kind of looks that could make them instant social media influencers. They knew how to dress, and they weren’t shy about showing off.That was when it clicked—so this was why the server gave Dolly and me such a weird look earlier.I was in a simple, modest white cotton dress. Dolly was in a tracksuit and sneakers.Our attires were high-quality from designer brands, but compared to these women, we might as well have walked in from an entirely different world.Dolly tugged at my sleeve, frowning. “Who is this? Do you recognize him?”I pointed to the man sitting in the very center—the most striking, effortlessly handsome one in the room. “He’s Trey Wynn. So, it’s him.”Right on cue, Trey spotted us. He lifted his glass and s
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I said, “He did buy me a lot of jewelry, designer bags, clothes, and other things. Those are worth quite a bit.”James adjusted his glasses. “Those are considered gifts. The court won’t allow you to reclaim them. “But Chloe Clarke, on the other hand, is in trouble. The transfer records and expensive gifts she herself exposed can all be compiled as assets to recover.”I was momentarily stunned.Dolly burst out laughing. “Amazing! This scheming, gold-digging snake clearly never bothered to read the latest civil laws! Everything she got falls under marital assets.”Realization hit me. “So not only can I get back the money I invested in Moore Group, but I can also claim a significant portion of Julian’s wealth and leave Chloe with nothing?”Dolly grinned. “Ding ding ding! You got it.”Then she turned to James. “Mr. Howe, make sure you collect every piece of evidence. Let’s ruin Julian Moore.”James smiled knowingly. “Bankrupting him might be a stretch—Julian has built a strong foundation
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He pulled an A4 sheet from his briefcase, a photocopy of an official document.I immediately spotted my signature, along with the statement detailing the purpose of the transferred funds. In my own handwriting, I had written: Investment as a partner in Moore Group’s Expansion project.A long breath of relief escaped me.James smiled. “It’s all clearly stated, and there’s also a record of your transfer into Moore Group’s corporate account. There’s no way they can deny this.”“Thank you, Mr. Howe,” I said sincerely.He waved it off with ease. “No need to thank me. You should be thanking the financial regulations in place. “If you had transferred the money directly to Julian’s personal account instead, it could’ve been classified as a gift.”At that, the entire legal team seemed to relax considerably.Then James turned to me with a serious expression. “Miss White, have you truly lost your memory?”I nodded.He grew even more solemn. “You cannot let Julian know about this. If he finds ou
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She stared at me for a long moment before urging, “Hurry up! He’s probably online right now.”“How do I contact him?” I asked.Dolly rolled her eyes. “Go to your account and message him.”I hesitated. “I forgot my login credentials.”With an exasperated sigh, Dolly helped me set up a new account.After what felt like forever, I finally managed to log in.I sent a message: "Hello, I’m Evelyn White, Julian Moore’s wife. Can I have your contact information? I need to ask you about something."A few minutes later, I got a reply: "Sure."I waited a moment before another message appeared.It was a username notification.I quickly added the contact.His profile picture was an anime-style illustration of a smirking, devilish-looking man. Something about the eyes looked oddly familiar.I typed, "Hello, may I ask where you got the photos you posted?"The chat showed he was typing.After a long pause, his response finally came through, "Someone sent them to me."I followed up immediately, "Would
