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* 1st * Chapter 164 : Good. Let it all burn.
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2025-04-23 01:07:17Ava sat cross-legged on the floor of her apartment, Rex’s warm head resting against her knee. The golden retriever let out a soft, contented sigh, completely unaware of the life-changing moment that had just arrived.
On the table before her lay a sealed envelope.
Her name printed clearly beneath it:
Serena Ava Morales Vanderbilt.She knew what it was. In fact, she’d been waiting for this moment for years — though not in longing or hope.
She had never begged for Alexander’s attention. Never sought his approval.
Not five years ago, when she signed that marriage certificate under the cold gazes of the powerful Vanderbilt family and Alfonso, her father’s watchful eyes.
Not when he had left the country right after signing the marriage certificate without a word, abandoning a marriage neither of them had wanted.
She had lived alone since then.
Alone with the Morales debt, the fading reputation of he
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