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CHAPTER 15

Autor: Anna Stac
last update Data de publicação: 2026-06-16 03:05:56

Elena's POV

Three days after the envelope, Damien's lawyers filed a motion to freeze my personal assets pending the divorce proceedings.

There was only one problem. I had no personal assets everything I had technically belonged to Damien anyway. My own small savings account, the one I had quietly opened myself using leftover grocery money over many months, had just barely enough in it to be not worth their time. Everything else had always been his.

Patricia Cole called me while I was ea
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