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Chapter 12 His Fall, My Beginning

작가: Caramel Cone
I arrived at the Sherman Group launch event, every detail of my outfit chosen to command attention.

From the stage, I spotted Nathan below, weaving desperately through the crowd, begging one person after another for help.

Night after night, Nathan flung himself into dinners, parties, and endless networking, clinging to the hope that someone—anyone—might save him.

Yet despite all his efforts, he was left empty-handed.

I watched him from my vantage point, my gaze icy, until the host's voic
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  • The Game My Husband Lost   Chapter 12 His Fall, My Beginning

    I arrived at the Sherman Group launch event, every detail of my outfit chosen to command attention. From the stage, I spotted Nathan below, weaving desperately through the crowd, begging one person after another for help. Night after night, Nathan flung himself into dinners, parties, and endless networking, clinging to the hope that someone—anyone—might save him. Yet despite all his efforts, he was left empty-handed. I watched him from my vantage point, my gaze icy, until the host's voice sliced through the room. "Today marks the first public appearance of the Sherman Group's heir. Please join me in welcoming her." I walked onto the stage, and every eye in the room turned toward me. Nathan stared up at me, his eyes wide with disbelief.… As the event ended and I made my way out, Nathan rushed forward, blocking my path. "You're the Sherman heir?" His voice was still thick with shock. "So, you were pretending to be poor too?" A sharp laugh escaped me. "Don't flatter

  • The Game My Husband Lost   Chapter 11 The Day the Blackwoods Began to Fall

    Emma and I stayed at my grandparents' house for a full month. Every day felt like something we had lost and somehow found again. When it was finally time to leave, neither of us wanted to go. During that time, Elias told them everything I had been through. My grandparents trembled with fury, but their eyes softened, brimming with heartbreak and tenderness. "You've suffered enough," my grandfather said quietly. "From now on, no one gets to mistreat you again." I pressed my lips together. "I'm already grateful just to have found my family." My grandmother wiped at her tears. "That still doesn't mean they should get away with it." She handed me the keys to a property in the city. "Nora, your grandfather and I can't leave our work, so we won't always be by your side. Living this far out isn't convenient for you and Emma. This property is near the Sherman Group, and you can move there for now. Elias will help you with anything you need." … I settled Emma into our new place f

  • The Game My Husband Lost   Chapter 10 I Was Never an Orphan

    Elias looked like he was about to say something, but I stopped him. A sly smile crept onto my lips. "You're right. Life with you was so miserable, we could barely afford greasy takeout. To anyone watching, it would've looked like Blackwood Real Estate had gone under. Mr. Blackwood was practically living off my scraps." The color drained from Nathan's face. Charlotte couldn't help cutting in, "That's only because you were never worth spending money on. He's always been generous with me." The image of that eight-hundred-thousand-dollar necklace flashed through my mind, and I let out a cold laugh. "Of course. You keep his bed warm, flatter his ego, and entertain him. That's not love, Charlotte. That's a transaction—with a price tag." Charlotte's face contorted with fury as she lunged at me, but Elias moved between us in a heartbeat, blocking her path. He looked at her coldly. "Do you really think the Blackwoods would go to war with me over you?" Only then did she seem to gra

  • The Game My Husband Lost   Chapter 9 No One Gets to Touch My Daughter

    As soon as Nathan and his friends spotted me, every gaze in the room snapped to me. The instant our eyes met, a sly, self-satisfied grin crept across his face. "I told you," he drawled, leaning back in his chair. "She wouldn't last more than a few days before coming back and begging to get back together." "Dad…" Emma opened her mouth, clearly trying to explain. It was only then that Nathan seemed to realize our daughter was standing there as well. He looked like he was about to say something when she suddenly stumbled, nearly falling to the floor. I spun around in shock and saw Charlotte flicking dust from her hands with satisfaction, as if she had just brushed off something dirty. "Don't call him that," she snapped. "Your parents are divorced. He's not your dad anymore." Emma pressed her lips together, tears threatening to spill from her eyes. I scooped her into my arms and faced Nathan. "You're really going to stand there and let someone treat your daughter like that?

  • The Game My Husband Lost   Chapter 8 He Mocked His Own Daughter

    Emma's surgery was a success. After a long month of healing, she was finally strong enough to leave the hospital behind. "Mom, I don't want to go straight home," she pleaded, tilting her face up at me with a bright, hopeful smile. Her complexion was still a little pale, but the spark had returned to her eyes. "Can we go out and do something fun? We haven't been anywhere in so long." "Of course." I smiled and smoothed her hair back. "I'll take you shopping for pretty dresses and get you something sweet. How does that sound?" Emma's eyes lit up. A wave of relief melted the tightness in my chest. My daughter had made it through. As long as she was still with me, nothing else in the world mattered. Just then, Elias' voice came from the doorway. "Ms. Coffey, would it be too much if I joined you? I have a feeling the two of you could use a driver." He lingered in the doorway, wearing his usual gentle smile, his eyes soft as they rested on us. I hesitated. "That really isn't nec

  • The Game My Husband Lost   Chapter 7 A Lifeline From a Stranger

    I wandered down the street in a daze, my feet moving without direction. The afternoon sun pressed against me, sharp and relentless. My vision blurred, and before I realized it, I nearly stepped straight into oncoming traffic. A sleek luxury car screeched to a halt just inches from where I stood. The driver got out, looking ready to yell at me for not watching where I was going, but the moment he saw my face, he stopped short. "You…" "I'm sorry," I blurted out. "It's fine. As long as you're okay." Instead of getting angry, he just kept staring at me. A cold shiver raced down my spine. 'Am I dealing with a predator?' Then, he suddenly asked, "How old are you?" Like he realized how strange that sounded, he quickly added, "Could I get your contact?" I hesitated, weighing my options. The accident was my fault, after all. Giving him my number felt like the least I could do.… After I gave it to him, I stepped back. "I have to go." Even after I rounded the corner, his int

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