CHAPTER 151: Unshackled

Jane

For three more days, I focused on work at Luminary Productions in Highland Hills. Despite the familiar surroundings, I found little comfort as I prepared to return to London next week. Brody kept calling me several times, and Sonia also kept sending me messages.

Sonia's texts grew increasingly venomous:

Sonia: 'Jane, don't think that Brody loves you. He's struggling to keep his good public image and manage office politics. Your separation would ruin his company. Face it—the only reason he's staying in this sham of a marriage is because of your Cornell surname.'

Her next message dripped with hostility:

Sonia: 'Stop being a bitch! You're making things hard for Brody. Because of you, there are problems here at the office.'

I swiftly reported her number as a scammer and blocked her.

Why does it seem like I'm the one at fault? Seriously!

With trembling hands, I fired off a text to Brody: 'Tell your mistress to stop disturbing me, or else she'll face my lawyer!'

The constant