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When he arrived, the living room was dimly lit, with only the soft glow of a floor lamp casting warm, golden light.I stood alone by the floor-to-ceiling window, staring blankly at the city below, where endless streams of headlights weaved through the rain-slicked streets.Outside, the rain fell in a steady, quiet drizzle.Behind me, the sound of footsteps, calm, measured, and controlled, broke the silence."Why are you still up this late?"His familiar voice was cool, even colder than the rainy night outside.Through the reflection in the glass, I saw Miles standing behind me.In the window’s faint outline, our figures overlapped—like two lovers locked in a quiet embrace.I turned to face him, my gaze steady. "Miles, can you do me a favor?"My directness caught him slightly off guard.I handed him the invitation.His brows furrowed as he took it. "How did you get this?"I briefly explained Chloe’s visit.For a fleeting moment, a sharp, icy look flashed across Miles’s face. He was und
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That night, I slept soundly with no dreams, just peaceful rest.I didn’t know if Miles would agree to be my date, but I had already handed him the decision.It was no longer my problem to stress over.The next morning, as soon as I woke up, I instinctively reached for my phone.There were several missed calls from an unknown number.A handful of new friend requests on my messaging app.My eyes darkened. Without hesitation, I blocked them all.There was a solid 70 to 80 percent chance these were just Julian’s latest attempts to reach me through different numbers.I wanted nothing to do with him. Every time we spoke, he acted like he was above me, like he was indulging me.It was time to get a new phone number.With that decision made, I got up, went through my morning routine, and headed out for breakfast.Dolly was already up, sitting at the table with Mary, chatting while eating.As soon as she saw me, she waggled her brows dramatically. "Oh, our esteemed Miss White, do you have an
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Rossie strutted into the room, dragging along a man in a loud floral shirt.The guy had a round belly, greasy skin riddled with acne, and despite clearly being past his prime, he was still trying to dress like a trendy young man.Dolly’s patience snapped. "Rossie, what the hell are you doing here?"Rossie smirked and patted the man's shoulder, her voice shrill with arrogance. "I’m here with my boyfriend to pick out a little gift. What, you two don’t want these things, but I can’t take a look?"Dolly scoffed. "Oh, a new boyfriend, huh? And he brought you here to get a gift? Guess he thinks secondhand suits you."Rossie’s carefully made-up face twisted with anger.She let out a sharp breath. "If you can be here, why can’t I? What, is window shopping illegal now?"I could see another argument brewing, so I quickly tugged Dolly back before things escalated.Still fuming, she turned to the appraiser. "Tell this woman to get lost. She’s ruining my mood."The appraiser looked uncomfortable.
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This time, the floral-shirted man completely ignored Rossie’s darkening expression and immediately said, "Babe, let’s just buy this one. Look, she’s never even worn it. If we went to the boutique, they’d rip us off."It was clear that Rossie hadn’t actually come here to buy jewelry. She had no intention of making a purchase.She only dragged this man along to try and humiliate me.Unfortunately for her, he wasn’t catching on and had unknowingly ruined her little scheme.Dolly instantly understood what was happening.She fanned the flames, adding, "Exactly! This gentleman is absolutely right. Designer pieces like this lose value the second they leave the boutique. “Anyone who buys them at full price is just throwing money away. What a shame…"She sighed dramatically before flashing Rossie a sly smile. "But hey, it can’t be helped. My dear Eve used to be with someone who loved wasting money like that. “She’s not getting rid of these because she dislikes them, she just wants to trade
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Rossie’s face turned an alarming shade of red as she glared at the limited-edition necklaces in my hand.I could practically see the internal battle waging inside her.The ones I had pulled aside were rare, hard-to-find pieces. If she wanted them, she had to accept my price. And if she didn’t snatch them up now, someone else would, and by tomorrow, she’d lose her chance at getting them for anything less than retail.The appraiser finished calculating and handed me the final number: $90,600.I was satisfied and quickly signed the sale agreement.On the other hand, Rossie was fuming, practically stomping her foot in frustration.In the end, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and buy two of my necklaces—one for $4,000, the other for $7,000.The moment she strutted out, clinging to her floral-shirted boyfriend, Dolly and I nearly doubled over, struggling to hold back our laughter.She grabbed my arm, still giggling. "You’re evil! How did you know Rossie would definitely end up buyin
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Julian dragged me away so quickly that all I could hear was Dolly’s furious shouting fading into the distance.He drove fast, too fast.Without a seatbelt, I was tossed around in the back seat, forced to clutch the back of the passenger seat just to stay upright.My eyes burned red in fury. "Julian, are you insane?! I’m calling the police!"His expression was dark, his grip on the steering wheel tight. His gaze stayed locked on the road, cold and sharp."Go ahead," he said, voice laced with mockery. "Tell them your lawful husband took you home. See if they care."I reached for my purse, but before I could grab it, he slammed the brakes.My head whipped forward, crashing into the seat in front of me.A sharp pain exploded in my skull, and for a moment, my vision went black.I struggled to keep my eyes open, but my body betrayed me, succumbing to the dizziness.As the darkness swallowed me, I instinctively reached for my phone, only to come up empty.Then everything faded.…When I woke
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Tears welled up, slowly filling my eyes before spilling over, one by one, tracing cold paths down my cheeks.Julian took my hand, his grip firm yet coaxing. "Eve, stop being stubborn. Over the past five years, how many times have you threatened divorce? “And in the end, haven’t we always been fine? I’m not divorcing you. No matter what, I never will."I yanked my hand away and asked coldly, "Fine. Then leave Chloe. Never see her again. Not once in your entire life."His expression froze.I let out a sharp, mocking laugh. "What’s wrong? Can’t do it? If you can’t, then don’t talk to me about love. Julian, you disgust me."Strangely, after I said that, his expression softened instead of darkening."Eve, Chloe and I grew up together. We’ve known each other since childhood. You can’t expect me to just cut her off completely. Even if we’re only friends, I will see her again."I scoffed. "Right. So, you publicly flirt with her. You gave her that pink diamond she’s been dreaming about. You l
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Julian hadn't expected me to hit him.He clutched his face, staring at me in disbelief.I let out a sharp, mocking laugh. "Talk? About what? Whether I get to be with you on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays while Chloe takes Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays? "Or should we talk about how much of the hundred million dollars I gave you five years ago you're feeling generous enough to return? Ten million? Twenty?"Julian, there’s nothing left for us to talk about. And I don’t want to talk to you."I shoved him aside and turned to leave, but before I could take a step, his arms snapped around my waist—tight, unyielding.In the next second, I was lifted off the ground.Panic shot through me, and I screamed, "Let me go!"Julian said nothing, hauling me back into the bedroom like I weighed nothing.The door slammed shut. The lock clicked.Before I could fully process what was happening, he threw me onto the bed.I bounced against the mattress, momentarily stunned, my head spinning.Just as
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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
