CHAPTER 71JAMESI paced back and forth in my private suite, the weight of impending divorce rested heavily on my shoulders. I was restless because tomorrow was the day that would mark the end of my marriage to Irene. I couldn’t help but feel a mix of anxiety and regret, questioning where it all went wrong. Thoughts of our shared history played on a loop in my mind, memories both beautiful and painful colliding in a whirlwind of emotions.Seeking solace, I made my way to the bar, the amber liquid in the crystal tumbler offering a temporary relief from the chaos within me. I took a long sip, the burn of the alcohol providing a momentary distraction. But no matter how much I drank, the pending divorce loomed over me, a constant reminder of the crumbling foundation of our relationship.Just as I drowned in my thoughts, the suite door swung open, and X, the private detective I had hired to dig up Irene’s secrets, entered with an air of purpose.“James, I’ve got a lead,” he announced; his
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