Lost in my own misery, I hardly noticed the sleek black car that pulled up beside me, nor the tall figure that stepped out from within. It wasn't until a voice called out to me that I looked up, startled, to see Luke's uncle, a man of wealth and influence, standing before me. It was Martins,I had met him few times, From what I heard, He was the most powerful in the family but yet reserved and cold. "Carina?" His voice was filled with concern as he approached, his brow furrowed with worry. "Is that you?"I nodded numbly, too stunned to speak, too broken to care. But before I could utter a word, his personal assistant stepped forward, her expression grave."Sir, that is indeed Mrs. Carina," she confirmed, her voice tinged with sadness. "I overheard the workers saying that she was served divorce papers and thrown out of the house. She's been out here, begging for two days now."The weight of her words hit me like a sledgehammer, the reality of my situation crashing down on me with bruta
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