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Chapter 59

Author: Hermajesty
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~CINDY’S POV~

Her commanding voice sent a jolt through me. I quickly straightened, wiped the last tear off my cheek, and cleared my throat loudly.

“Of course, Attorney Blake.”

“Good. Vicky ran me through the whole history, but I need to ask you some questions myself. Note that this call is documented as evidence for future reference.”

“No problem.”

“Perfect. So tell me, are you truly divorcing your husband of three years, Ms. Hart?”

I swallowed hard, rubbing my free hand on my lap nervously.

What’s wrong with you, Cindy? You’ve made up your mind to do this.

Her voice crackled back. “Think deeply about your answers, Ms. Hart. No rush.”

I sucked in a sharp breath. “Yes, Attorney Blake. I’m divorcing him.”

“Are you certain? If it’s a minor issue that can be resolved amicably, I suggest you consider it carefully.”

“Amicably?” I took in a deep breath, the weight of it all pressing down on my shoulders like a rock.

“Would you be amicable with the person plotting your death?”

She paused brie
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