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"I know, big brother. But we have to be smart. This new enemy... he's clever, and he knows we'll be vulnerable if there's a rift between us. If David can join us, why not? So we're not vulnerable," Olivia retorted. David stood by the door, his eyes fixed on Olivia. He said something to her at that moment. "I want to protect you... but I also want to fix everything. How can I prove that I've changed? Will you give me a second chance, Olivia?" "Your actions will speak louder than words, David. And I... will be watching. But don't expect things to go back to how they were. I've changed, and I won't give my heart away so easily. You aren't the man I once loved," Olivia replied. David lowered his gaze for a moment. "I understand. I'll wait, Olivia. Until you're ready to trust me again." Suddenly, a female model rushed in, her face panicked. "Olivia! Someone is trying to get into the VIP room. Security haDo I Deserve to be Your Grace's Ex-Wife? "You can only enjoy this fleeting happiness. Just wait! I will definitely return with something far greater," the mysterious man muttered. The event concluded, and Olivia had finally managed to turn the tables. She had succeeded and was no longer ridiculed as the ugly woman. Even David now adored her, begging her to return to him, no longer caring about Bella. Olivia had won, but her revenge was far from complete. The following morning, they were holding a meeting at the company. David sat at the end of the large table with a serious expression, yet his eyes occasionally flicked towards Olivia, who was seated opposite him. Although they were divorced, some things could not be erased—a palpable tension between them, as if time and distance had changed nothing. Only now, Olivia was no longer afraid. "What exactly do you want from this meeting, Olivia?" David asked in a grave tone, though a sens
A New Plan and the Mysterious Man's Attack "Olivia, just you wait for the main event. That man will avenge all my grudges. Even though David cast me aside, I still have countless ways to destroy you. If I can’t have David, then you’d both be better off dead." Bella had concocted a plan for revenge that was even grander than the last. In a distant place... "I need you to trust me. Just for a moment, for the sake of our strategy," David answered, his voice firm, concealing the jealousy he truly felt. He tried to move closer, but Olivia took a step back, maintaining her distance. Meanwhile, from behind the bedroom curtains, Clara Wu—Olivia's personal assistant—observed everything intently. Clara frowned slightly, a faint worry in her heart. She knew Olivia couldn’t fully trust David, yet she also understood the strategy currently underway. Clara walked closer, placing a coffee cup on the table. "Mr. David, you’re to
Bella’s Plan Fails “But… Oscar, I won’t lose this game of revenge. I will surely win, Oscar. I’m going to find out everything about who made me suffer these losses, and I’ll pay them back with the same pain they inflicted on me,” Olivia replied after a long silence. “Olivia, even if your heart is filled with revenge, never sacrifice Daniel. Every step you take is dangerous, so keep Daniel safe,” Oscar advised before leaving, abandoning Olivia to her thoughts. 'I won’t lose because they hurt me, and now they have to feel my pain,' she thought. It wasn’t that Olivia couldn't forget the past; she was simply too heartbroken by the fact she was discarded and divorced so suddenly, and even almost killed. She had confined herself to her home for the past few days, needing to plot something far more cunning than David and his mother had managed. The following evening, David arrived at Olivia’s d
David Anderson's Love Story 'Morgan, don't mess with Olivia. If you intend to play games with her, you'll have to deal with me,' Oscar threatened. 'Are you threatening me, Mr Oscar?' 'Of course, but if Olivia genuinely likes you, there's nothing I can do.' Oscar decided to leave, knowing Olivia was planning a different kind of revenge on David. David then left the scene, deciding to go home. A few days later, a luxury restaurant in the city centre was still alight with camera flashes. The forced smiles of Olivia Levine and the embrace of David Anderson graced the headlines of various news portals the following morning. The media portrayed them as a glamorous couple rekindling their love story. Yet, behind that smile, Olivia's heart was a tempest of pain and hatred. 'Bella, have you seen the man you love is with me now? How does it feel to have that man stolen by another woman?' Naturally, the news of their long-se
Escaping the Kidnappers 'How are we supposed to nab her? The Boss paid us a hefty sum, yet the woman is always in a crowded place,' one of the mysterious men asked. 'You'll have to use your wits. Just keep following her until we get a chance to snatch her,' the Boss of the mysterious men replied. They tracked Olivia everywhere she went that day. As it happened, Olivia went to where Daniel was. Daniel and Oscar were living in a luxurious mansion near an artificial forest—the area was rather secluded. When Olivia was on the road close to the forest, a black car suddenly cut her off. Startled, Olivia slammed on the brakes immediately. 'What's going on? What's this all about? It's the middle of the day! Are you lot trying to kidnap me?' Olivia demanded. Swiftly, the two men surrounded Olivia. She was shocked, having just braked abruptly only to be blocked by a black car with two men climbing out. Both of them levelled weapons at her. 'Get out, now! Or I'll shoot you and torch
A Pretend Date The city lights shimmered like stars fallen to earth. The rooftop restaurant where Olivia sat with David was filled with candlelight, violin music, and the murmurs of high-class guests. Olivia exhaled softly, gazing out of the large glass window. Beyond the glass, she saw her reflection—not the overweight woman with a ruined face, but an elegant figure in a black gown that clung perfectly to her slender frame. Yet Olivia’s heart remained hardened. This was all pretence. I will not be deceived by his smile. “Thank you for coming,” David’s voice sounded heavy, laced with reluctance yet also tension. He wore a neat black suit, his tie maroon. His gaze clung to Olivia, as though unable to break away. Olivia looked at him coldly. “I am merely following your game. A pretend date, isn’t it? You were the one who asked for it.” David leaned forward, his fingers tapping the table. “The media have sensed something. They’ve seen us together several times. If we don’t give