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Chapter 7

Seeky
I walked to the curb to hail a cab.

Richard pulled up beside me. "Vivian, would you like a ride?"

I looked at him warily. "Alex and I are divorced."

"And?"

"I don't think I should rely on the Stirling family's influence anymore."

Richard opened the car door, a confident smile tugging at his lips as he teased me, "So you plan to use me and then cut me off?"

I raised an eyebrow but refused to take the bait.

His smile vanished, replaced by the authority of a man used to being in power.

"Get in. I c
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    I stopped a few feet away, unable to hide my disgust. "Leave my property immediately or I'll have security throw you out."Ignoring my warning, Alex rushed forward and grabbed my hand."How can you say that, Vivian? I'm only worried about you! Look at you. You've worked late again. Do you know how much it hurts me to see you like this?"My stomach churned. I nearly threw up everything I'd just eaten.I jerked my hand free. "What do you want?"His eyes immediately filled with tears. "I'm worried about you. Stop sulking, Vivian. A workaholic like you doesn't know how to live without me. I can bring you a coat and warm your hands. Without me, how will you take care of yourself? Let's get remarried. I truly love you."I stared at his face and hesitated for just a moment.My mind went back to the hardest days of building the company. Alex really had taken care of me.He brought me an umbrella when it rained and extra clothes when the weather turned cold.Back then, I'd believed ours was the

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