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The Investigation Report
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The Wealthy Divorcee The Investigation Report
The sun rose pale over Anderson Empire, yet the shadows in Jenna's office stretched long, heavy with the weight of what almost happened the night before. She sat behind her desk, still wrapped in the faint scent of smoke and metal. Her body ached with every movement, a raw reminder of the crash — the screeching tires, the world spinning, the sharp shatter of glass.She should have died.Instead, she was here, staring at the envelope Lucas had just placed in front of her.Her assistant looked worn, dark circles shadowing his eyes. His jacket was still dusted with city grime, as though he hadn't changed since last night."You said twelve hours." Jenna's voice was steady, but the tremor in her hands betrayed her.Lucas nodded. "And I delivered. It wasn't easy, Ms. Jenna. The club doesn't talk — not without pressure. Mechanics don't admit to sabotage unless you threaten their licenses. But I found what we needed." He tapped the envelope gently, as though it were fragile. "It's all in here
The Wealthy Divorcee The Hidalgo Villa is in Turmoil
The air in Hidalgo’s villa was thick with tension, as if every breath carried the weight of impending doom.Old Master Hidalgo sat in the grand hall beneath the imposing crystal chandelier, its cold light sharpening every crease on his face. His fingers drummed against the armrest of his carved mahogany chair—slow, deliberate taps that echoed in the oppressive silence. His eyes, sharp and unyielding, pinned the two women standing before him.He had been waiting for Rex.Each passing second fed the storm brewing inside him. The fallout from the Gala had spiraled beyond even his control—stocks had nosedived by twenty percent overnight, major investors were demanding answers, and the internet was ablaze with accusations. The media framed the Hidalgos as arrogant tyrants who had publicly humiliated the Anderson heiress.Idiots. That was the word flashing on international headlines. Idiots for letting her go.Trending hashtags painted their family name in blood-red disgrace. Key clients ha
The Wealthy Divorcee Appreciation F*e
RexThe night air outside the club carried the faint thump of music, but Rex’s mind was already elsewhere. He had stepped into the shadows after Jenna disappeared inside, intending to head home. He told himself he didn’t care. He told himself it was just a coincidence that his steps slowed when she came back out.Then he saw him — Mark Martinez. Standing there like a parasite waiting for an opportunity.Rex’s jaw tightened. From where he stood, he could hear enough to piece together the tone — Jenna’s sharp dismissal, Mark’s pitiful plea. She didn’t hold back. A part of Rex almost admired the way she put Mark in his place with that cutting calmness. The other part just wanted to drag Mark away by the collar.When Mark finally fled in humiliation, Rex’s first instinct was to leave. She didn’t want him around, and he’d already endured enough of her venom for one evening. But when she slid behind the wheel of her car, something made him pause. A small, gnawing voice whispered: Follow he
The Wealthy Divorcee The Collision
The night air was thick with the smell of stale beer, cigarette smoke, and the faint metallic tang of the city. The bass from the club thumped through the pavement behind her, but Jenna barely noticed it. She was too busy pulling her jacket tighter around her shoulders, her mind still churning with the sharp-edged conversation she'd just had with Rex.And then she saw him.Mark Martinez, leaning against a streetlamp as if he owned the sidewalk, the yellow light throwing sharp shadows across his face.Her lips curled. Of course. One viper wasn't enough for the evening — the universe had decided to toss her another."Get lost," she snapped before he could open his mouth. Her tone was flat, a blade with no shine.Mark didn't move. Instead, he stepped forward with the hesitant boldness of someone who knew they were unwelcome but still convinced themselves they had a chance. "I'll leave," he said, "but please… hear me out."She stopped walking, more out of irritation than interest, and tur
The Wealthy Divorcee So What If You're Sorry?
"I don't know," Rex muttered, his voice low, almost drowned out by the ambient noise of the bar. Mark's question hung in the air like smoke—why did she marry you in the first place?His mind drifted unwillingly to the past.It was a night of chaos. He still remembered the flashing lights, the cold steel of the emergency room, and the pounding fear in his chest. Alice had gotten into a terrible car accident. She lost a lot of blood, and time was running out."RH negative," the doctor had said. "She's a rare blood type. The hospital doesn't have enough. We're calling other facilities, but it may be too late."He remembered gripping the edges of the chair in the waiting room, his hands turning white from the pressure. That moment was a blur of desperation and dread. Then Jenna appeared, calm, composed, and resolute."I'm RH negative," she said. "I can help."He looked at her like a lifeline had just walked into the room. "Please… please, help us—""I will," she said. "But I have one cond
The Wealthy Divorcee She Was A Legend
"Why do you want to know?" Jenna asked softly, her eyes holding a mixture of curiosity and detachment.Knowing the answer no longer had any meaning now, is there? she thought to herself."Answer me, please," Rex's voice came low, deep, and almost pleading.Jenna lowered her eyes and smiled gently. "Because my family is very unimpressed with you, but I was somehow foolish and blind enough that I liked you that much."That's why I turned my back on my world, gave up my identity, and ran to you with open arms. Unfortunately, you didn’t catch me... and I fell to a painful death, she thought bitterly but kept those words locked away inside."Fortunately, I woke up. I was cured and not blind anymore." She smiled faintly. "Mr. Hidalgo, are you done? You might as well leave and help your old man draft a better apology."She took a calm sip of red wine, her eyes cold now, before turning on her heels and walking away without looking back.Meanwhile, Gino was mingling with guests alongside Marcu
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