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Chapter Thirty Seven Nightfall Texting

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Sarah’s POV

Though I was in Marinda View, far away from the city noise, the news about Abraham’s and Racheal’s divorce had shaken the whole country. It wasn’t just another headline. It was a storm that swept through every conversation, every workplace, every market stall. People couldn’t stop talking about it.

Everyone was on their tail, digging into the details as if their own futures depended on it. After all, it had become so common nowadays for women to make money from marriage. Society had started to see it as a side hustle. The pattern was almost predictable: a woman claims to be in love, marries a wealthy man, and within a few short years, five or maybe ten at most, files for divorce and walks away with massive benefits.

It was happening everywhere. Women around here had mastered it so well that, within fifty years, some of them could easily marry ten men and collect the benefits of divorce from all of them. That cycle alone was enough to make them very rich.

And knowing that Ab
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