LOGINOn our tenth wedding anniversary, I made a special trip to the salon to have my hair done. While settling the bill, I noticed an extra charge on my account. It was a coloring and perm package. Judging by the price, it was a package meant for waist-length hair. Mine had been cropped short for seven or eight years. I called my husband, Jason Moore. "Have you used my salon membership card recently?" There was a brief pause on the other end of the line before he laughed lightly, "Oh, I lent it to Quincy a few days ago." Quincy Hahn was his business partner, a fine arts student with long hair. She treasured her natural curls more than anything. She would never be willing to dye or perm it. More importantly, her elder sister was a major shareholder of this salon. Why would she ever need to use my card? I said nothing more and ended the call. Then, I headed straight to a location displayed on my phone. In the cafe, a long-haired lady was nestled in Jason's arms. Her freshly permed curls were soft and bouncy, framing her blushed face with certain demureness. Jason had always complained that my short hair made me look rough and manly. I lacked gentleness and charm. It seemed this long-haired lady suited his tastes perfectly.
View MoreI paused and said in an icy mocking tone, "Let me tell you some good news. Philippa didn't have a miscarriage. That's because she was never once pregnant. Your child never existed right from the beginning."Jason looked up suddenly. His face drained of color, mixed with despair and rage.He opened his mouth but found no words.In the end, he signed the divorce papers in resignation.When I got up, he asked in a daze, "If Philippa wasn't in the picture…"I interrupted him and said firmly, "No such thing. You coveted the Kidman family's fortune. She exploited your greed. You two are a match made in heaven, or hell."He finally broke down and sobbed in tears. He truly regretted it that time.It was too bad that it was too late.…After the entire incident, I returned to my coffee company, Radiant Coffee.Inevitably, there was gossip in the industry. They all reckoned that once I left Jason and that mess behind, I would have no choice but to return under the wing of my family.T
The photo Jason sent was taken when we were in the library in college.He used to save a seat for me. Sunlight would fall on the tips of his wavy hair. He smiled brightly like an innocent boy, untouched by the world.I stared at the photo for a long time until my phone screen dimmed on its own. Those precious memories of the past had only turned into pain. I deleted all of his messages and blocked his number.Three days later, I got even more information from the lawyer.Philippa's father's company had never been in financial trouble at all. It was merely a pretense to siphon money out of Jason.The massive sum in that Swizz bank account, once traced back through layers of transfers, had turned out to be from project funds belonging to a subsidiary my father had gifted to me years ago.The lawyer placed a small USB stick on my desk. "Ms. Kidman, this data was recovered from Jason's personal cloud storage. It's mostly his chat history with Philippa for the past year."I inserte
First, there was evidence of Jason embezzling company funds, all the illegal capital flows diverted to cover Philippa's father's financial troubles.Then, there was surveillance footage and documentation showing Philippa forging my signature at my coffee shops, imitating my handwriting to siphon money for herself.Finally, there were emails and account records detailing how Jason had meticulously committed fraud. He lured partners into investments before maliciously cashing out.The irrefutable evidence came crashing like waves, one piece after the other.Jason's smugness collapsed instantly.He lunged toward the stage, trying to cut the power, only to be stopped by the bodyguards I had planned in advance."What's the rush?"My voice was not loud, yet it carried clearly through the hall."Mr. Moore, the show has only just begun. Oh, and there's one more thing. How exactly did our child die?"Jason's pupils dilated as his body swayed unsteadily. He stuttered, "W-What are you ta
Everyone instantly became silent when they saw me.I looked straight at Jason, seeing his face losing all its color. His lips quivered, but no words came out.A moment ago, he was confident and bold on stage, yet at that moment, all that remained was panic and humiliation.Philippa cowered behind him, grasping tightly at his sleeves. She did not even dare to look at me.I snickered and swept a glance at all the shifty people.What a pathetic bunch of cowards.The people who had been fawning over the pair moments ago stood in dead silence, wishing they could disappear into the walls. They exchanged furtive glances, and a few quietly edged backward, trying to slip away unnoticed.Albert, who knew me quite well, stood awkwardly in the middle of the crowd.Clap. Clap. Clap. A slow, sarcastic clap broke through the silence. Yvonne walked over to me with a faint smirk on her face.She looked at Jason and Philippa before landing her eyes on me. "Rachel Kidman, you're into polygam


















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