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Chapter 28

MAXWELL'S POV

Hannah stood in front of me, trembling. I don't even know why I cared. Actually I did, she was my wife.

'My?'. The possessive adjective was very clear. I had thrown out the tape earlier, but each time I thought of it, my blood boiled. I thought

Maybe, just maybe I wouldn't have given half a shit if it was someone I didn't know, but I knew Damien. I knew him. And I knew his stupid shady ways. He had successfully climbed the ladder of finance, but almost everyone in the line knew it wasn't clean money.

I couldn't tell what sort of history he had with Hannah, but whatever it was, he would use it against me if he had the chance. He was bad news, bad news I didn't want anywhere near my life.

I doubt he even knew she was my wife.

“Well?” I asked after she had watched the tape. I had seen the blood drain from her face, and it only added to my anger. Damien must have known her pretty well to buy her a $5000 dollar dress.

It wasn't even the dress that mattered. It was the fact
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