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Chapter Fifty-Nine: Cordelia's Satisfaction

Author: Joyce Claire
last update publish date: 2026-08-21 15:22:55

Cordelia walked the ballroom floor twice before the first guests arrived, checking every table setting against the diagram she'd approved weeks earlier, adjusting a single crooked centerpiece with two fingers before moving on.

This was the engagement dinner, smaller than the wedding itself would be, but no less important in her mind, a curated gathering of exactly the right people, board members and their wives, a handful of press invited under careful restriction, enough visibility to plant th
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  • Divorced After One Night: The Plus-Size Ex-Wife’s Revenge   Chapter Fifty-Nine: Cordelia's Satisfaction

    Cordelia walked the ballroom floor twice before the first guests arrived, checking every table setting against the diagram she'd approved weeks earlier, adjusting a single crooked centerpiece with two fingers before moving on.This was the engagement dinner, smaller than the wedding itself would be, but no less important in her mind, a curated gathering of exactly the right people, board members and their wives, a handful of press invited under careful restriction, enough visibility to plant the story firmly in the public's mind without inviting the kind of chaos a larger event might have risked.She had planned every part of the wedding herself.....the flowers, the food, and even the seating, she made sure Sloane sat beside the Whitfield family because Jason had been trying to win their business for months, it was her quiet way of showing that this marriage was good for both their family and their business.It was, by every measure that mattered to Cordelia, a triumph in the making.

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