Chloe felt deeply satisfied. For a while, she’d been worried she wouldn’t find a legitimate way to climb the ladder, but now that Evelyn’s reputation was in ruins, everyone could only sympathize with Lucas. If she married him someday, no one would dare oppose her.
“Evelyn, admitting a mistake is a sign of grace. Lucas isn’t even mad at you, so why not just confess? Why drag it into a scandal this big?” Chloe said sweetly. Evelyn clenched her fists and glared at her. “Since when do you get to speak here?” Chloe flinched, frightened. Lucas immediately stepped in to shield her. “Evelyn, if you’re going to throw a tantrum, do it at home. Don’t take it out on Chloe in the office. You really can’t handle a little humiliation?” “You weren’t afraid to cheat, so why should I be afraid of being humiliated?” “What the hell are you talking about?” Lucas’s face went pale. Chloe, standing behind him, gasped. Evelyn drew in a long breath and pulled out her phone. She set it down on the table and tapped the screen. “Take a good look. That’s you, isn’t it?” The moment the video played, the sound of a woman’s moans filled the air. The footage showed Lucas’s office. A high-definition infrared camera had caught the tattoo on a woman’s back and the birthmark on the man with her. The room went silent. Everyone froze, unable to believe what they were seeing. A scandal exploding in real time—the company boss caught in an affair, his wife and mistress confronting each other at work. It was too shocking. A few employees even lifted their phones, recording discreetly. Chloe’s face drained of color. She ducked behind Lucas, consumed with shame and fury. “Stop recording!” Lucas shouted in panic, his voice shaking with anger. He lunged for Evelyn’s phone, but she dodged easily. “Isn’t this the proof you wanted? Or should I let everyone here take a closer look at who’s in the video—you and Chloe? If I have to, I’ll call a company-wide meeting and play it for the whole staff.” “You think pulling this stunt in public means you win?” Lucas snapped. “Winning doesn’t matter. What matters is that now everyone knows who you really are.” Evelyn’s voice was cold, her eyes full of disgust. She had nothing left for this man but loathing. She slammed a stack of papers onto the table, the sound sharp, dust lifting off the surface. “This is the divorce agreement and division of assets. Read it, Lucas. Then sign. If you don’t, I’ll see you in court.” No one had expected the situation to turn like this. Everyone, including Lucas and Chloe, had been convinced Evelyn was the one cheating. But the video proved beyond doubt that Lucas and Chloe were guilty. Compared to this, the blurry photos of Evelyn with Sebastian at a nightclub the night before meant nothing. “Oh, and one more thing.” Evelyn’s gaze swept across the room. “Once I leave Callahan Real Estate, I’ll be starting my own firm. Anyone who wants to join me, feel free to reach out privately.” “Evelyn Sinclair, don’t you dare!” Lucas roared. “Don’t I dare? You have worse coming. Just wait for the papers from my attorney.” With a cold sneer, Evelyn tossed the documents back on the desk and walked out without another glance. --- Meanwhile, at the Reed estate. “Mr. Reed, several media outlets have been calling, asking if the press conference is still happening.” The morning’s press event had been canceled at the last minute. Only Daniel knew it was because of the chaos erupting at Callahan Real Estate, which had thrown their own plans off track. Sebastian remained as calm as ever. He sat on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, long elegant fingers flipping through a document. A commanding, icy aura surrounded him. “Why waste time answering old gossip that’s already been scrubbed? Isn’t there fresher news—something more relevant—from Callahan?” “You mean… support Mrs. Sinclair by nudging public opinion?” Daniel asked carefully. “Just let certain information leak within the business sector. Don’t make it too obvious.” At first Daniel didn’t understand why his boss wanted to shape the narrative quietly, without going public. But then it clicked—if the affair became too loud, Evelyn herself could get dragged down in the mud. It was safer to keep it inside the industry, where Callahan’s clients couldn’t turn a blind eye. “Understood. I’ll handle it right away.” “Go.” --- Three days later, Callahan Real Estate was flooded with calls from clients. They wanted to know if it was true Evelyn had left the company. Deals that were about to be signed suddenly stalled, and business partners stopped returning messages. “Idiots! They’re all idiots!” Lucas raged in his office. He hurled his phone across the room, then swept everything off his desk in a fit of fury. Chloe walked in carrying a folder, startled by the chaos. “Lucas, don’t panic. We still have the Reed family’s project, right?” “Forget it! Sebastian made it clear he wants Evelyn handling that deal. Where the hell is she?” No one had seen Evelyn since she was last spotted in HR three days ago. Rumors of their divorce were spreading fast, making Callahan’s clients even more hesitant. “If only I’d known, I should’ve kept her here,” Lucas groaned, clutching his head, looking utterly defeated. Chloe tightened her fists, forcing herself to stay composed. “Lucas, don’t forget Evelyn still owns shares in this company. She’s not going to just walk away from all that money.” That jolted him. His expression softened slightly. Chloe stepped closer, her voice soothing. “She’s just threatening you out of anger. Nobody throws away that much money.” “You’re right.” “What you need to do now is sit down with an attorney and minimize the damage. You have to make sure you win in court. I’ve already set up a meeting with one for you.” “Which attorney is Evelyn using?” “From what I heard, she hired the Harrington firm.” “Harrington?” Lucas froze. Chloe frowned. “You know him?” “How could I not?” Lucas’s voice dropped, cold and heavy. Memories clawed at the back of his mind. His eyes stared blankly at the wall, haunted. Chloe’s confusion deepened at his sudden change. “Lucas, what’s wrong with this lawyer?” she asked quietly. Lucas’s hand curled into a fist. His tone was grim. “Harrington isn’t just some lawyer. He’s one of the most powerful attorneys in the country. Everyone who goes against him loses. Plenty of careers have ended because of him.” Chloe’s face went pale. “You mean… Evelyn hired him specifically to destroy you?” Lucas rose slowly to his feet, his jaw tightening like stone. “Not just destroy me. She wants to make sure I’m ruined, completely.” The room turned ice cold. A bigger storm was coming.Evelyn’s face changed instantly, her eyes widening in shock.“At your house?” she whispered.She hadn’t even had the chance to ask why Sebastian had brought her here instead of the hospital when he was already striding into the villa. His voice was firm as he addressed someone inside.“Is Silas here?”“Doctor Silas arrived ten minutes ago. He’s waiting in the living room,” a servant replied.Evelyn still stood frozen in the doorway until a maid beside her gently reminded her,“Miss Evelyn, it’s freezing out here. Please come inside, Doctor Silas is waiting.”Only then did she snap out of her daze. She steadied her breathing and followed the maid inside, her eyes sweeping over the villa. The grand baroque-style mansion towering in front of her was one of the ten most famous estates in Boston. Thanks to Sebastian, she was seeing it with her own eyes.The maid led her into the living room.“Silas.” Sebastian’s voice echoed coldly in the wide space.A man turned from the glass display cas
Daniel glanced at Sebastian, his voice uncertain. “Mr. Reed, what about this guy?”Sebastian lowered his gaze, picking up the knife lying in the dirt. The blade caught the moonlight, sharp and merciless. His eyes were fixed, cold, and cutting. “Which hand were you holding this knife with earlier?”Chloe instantly turned pale. Her lips trembled, words stumbling out. “W-what do you mean?”Sebastian didn’t answer her. Instead, he looked at the burly man held down by his men. His voice was calm but razor sharp. “You want to live?”The man hesitated, then nodded frantically. “I was just paid to help them. All I did was bring the lady here. I swear I didn’t do anything else. I won’t do it again—please, let me go!”Sebastian repeated the question, voice still like ice. “Which hand was she holding the knife with?”Before the man could respond, a metallic clang split the air. Sebastian had thrown the knife, burying it in the dirt at the man’s feet. “Cut off one of her fingers. Then you can lea
“Lucas, don’t be soft. If the company loses half its assets because of her, we’re finished,” Chloe snapped.Evelyn glared at them. “What do you really want from me?”“It’s simple,” Chloe said, pulling a document out of her bag. “Sign this statement. It says you give up every share of Callahan. Once you sign, Lucas and I will let you go. Right, Lucas?”Lucas let out a long sigh, his voice almost soothing. “Evelyn, we’ve been married for three years. We don’t have to destroy each other like this. I’m doing this for your own good. You’ll never win in court. But if you drop the case and sign, I’ll give you part of my assets. Enough for you to live comfortably for the rest of your life.”Evelyn let out a dry laugh, more bitter than angry. “So I should be thanking you?”“Don’t be stubborn, Evelyn. This is the best deal you’ll ever get.”Chloe stepped closer, thrusting the papers into her hand. “Just sign it.”Evelyn stared at the document. She knew she was trapped, cornered by the cruel pai
Boston, MassachusettsAt Mr. Harrington’s law office, a handsome man handed Evelyn a cup of tea.“Did I keep you waiting? I got stuck in a meeting this morning and completely lost track of time,” Harrington said, his voice carrying a note of regret.“It’s fine,” Evelyn replied, leaning back against the sofa though her face was tight with tension. “Mr. Harrington, how good are my chances of winning in court?”“Are we talking about the divorce, or the asset division?”“Isn’t that the same thing?”“They’re two different matters,” Harrington explained, flipping open a thick file in his hands. “Your divorce from Lucas won’t be a problem. But when it comes to splitting assets, there’s no law that says the cheating spouse has to give up everything. At best, you might get some extra compensation. Still, I’ll fight tooth and nail for you.”Evelyn studied him for a moment before offering a faint smile. “I’m not asking for anything excessive. I just want what’s rightfully mine. That’s enough.”“
Chloe felt deeply satisfied. For a while, she’d been worried she wouldn’t find a legitimate way to climb the ladder, but now that Evelyn’s reputation was in ruins, everyone could only sympathize with Lucas. If she married him someday, no one would dare oppose her.“Evelyn, admitting a mistake is a sign of grace. Lucas isn’t even mad at you, so why not just confess? Why drag it into a scandal this big?” Chloe said sweetly.Evelyn clenched her fists and glared at her. “Since when do you get to speak here?”Chloe flinched, frightened. Lucas immediately stepped in to shield her. “Evelyn, if you’re going to throw a tantrum, do it at home. Don’t take it out on Chloe in the office. You really can’t handle a little humiliation?”“You weren’t afraid to cheat, so why should I be afraid of being humiliated?”“What the hell are you talking about?” Lucas’s face went pale. Chloe, standing behind him, gasped.Evelyn drew in a long breath and pulled out her phone. She set it down on the table and tap
The next morning, Evelyn Sinclair didn’t wake up until ten, startled by the sound of the doorbell.“Who could that be?” she muttered, her head heavy. She staggered through the messy living room, where empty wine bottles littered the floor. The alcohol had dulled the pain a little last night, but only for a moment.When she opened the door, a young man stood there looking worried.“Mrs. Sinclair,” Daniel greeted politely, his eyes flicking over her disheveled state. “Are you alright?”“Daniel?” Evelyn blinked in surprise, finally recognizing him. She stepped aside to let him in. “What are you doing here?”He lifted a food box. “Mr. Reed asked me to bring you breakfast.”“Breakfast?” Evelyn glanced at the clock on the wall.“He figured you probably went to bed late, so he told me to come after ten.”“Tell him thank you,” she said softly.Daniel nodded and set a tablet down on the table. “There’s one more thing. Mr. Reed asked me to remind you… it’s fine to feel lost for a while, even to