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Jason’s sharp mockery stripped away the last of Vivica’s arrogance. She slowly turned her head to glare at her lover, her eyes flashing with pure rage as she took in his bloodless, terrified face.Grabbing his arm, she hissed under her breath, her voice shaking violently, “What is Jason talking about, Preston? What on earth are you hiding from me?”Preston wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and he stammered, “Sweetheart, I... I never actually told you that my wife was a janitor.You jumped to that conclusion all on your own, and I just didn't want to ruin your fun. So, I let you believe what you wanted, my love.”Vivica nearly choked on her own saliva, a wave of dizziness hitting her as she processed how easily he was discarding her to save himself.She hissed, her voice trembling with rage, “It’s true you never explicitly said it, Preston. However, you sat by and let me believe it. You never once corrected me when I assumed she was nothing but a peasant.”Vivica shot Brooklyn a v
The Maybach glided smoothly to a halt at the grand entrance of the city's most exclusive five-star restaurant, His Wings. A white-gloved valet rushed forward to open Brooklyn's door.When the restaurant manager recognised the powerful Ashford heir, he personally escorted them inside. They were swiftly guided past the main dining area and led straight to a highly secured, lavish private VIP suite.Brooklyn looked at Jason with eyes full of gratitude and said, “Happy birthday, Jason. May the good Lord answer all your silent prayers. May He give you all the desires of your heart.” Then Brooklyn extended an elegant, beautifully crafted box towards him.Jason accepted it with both hands. Lifting the lid, he was greeted by the luxurious sight of a bespoke, hand-stitched silk scarf in deep charcoal grey. Tucked discreetly into the fine lining was a flawless, custom-embroidered inscription of his initials.Jay stared at the fine needlework, his throat tightening with an emotion he hadn't felt
A few days before Jason’s birthday, his mother turned to him with a look of gentle hesitation and asked softly, “Are we going to celebrate your birthday this year, my dearest son?”The death of Jason’s girlfriend had cast a long, dark shadow over his life, turning his special day into a quiet period of remembrance rather than a high-society celebration.His mother had always respected that silence, stepping back to let him process his grief from a distance.However, this year felt entirely different; the presence of a mysterious woman had finally cracked the ice around Jason’s heart.Jason’s eyes softened with a rare warmth that instantly caught his mother’s attention, and he replied, his voice steady, “Yes, Mom. The long period of mourning is behind us now. Please go ahead and prepare the celebration.”A profound, emotional silence blanketed the room as the weight of his answer fully registered in his mother’s heart. Her eyes instantly welled with tears of overwhelming relief.For thr
Fiona couldn't believe her ears. The sheer audacity of Preston’s calculated avoidance made her blood boil, and she cursed him a thousand times in her heart.To manipulate a court schedule and play with her friend’s freedom just to bide time for his secret affair was entirely despicable.Fiona’s hands balled into tight fists, her protective instincts flaring as she looked at her brilliant friend, and she hissed, her voice trembling with raw indignation, “He is completely out of his mind.How dare he keep you locked up as a placeholder wife while he waits for his precious Cartwright heiress to turn twenty-one?”Brooklyn’s expression returned to that unshakeable calm, and she murmured, “Let him play his little games for now, Fiona.Preston thinks he is being clever by stalling. He has no idea that by extending this trap, he is only giving me more time to dismantle his standing inside his own family completely.”Then she changed the topic and said, smiling, “I am taking Mr Ashford out for
In the meantime, at the James Group, Vivica was sobbing sorrowfully in her lover’s embrace. She looked at him with tear-stained, bloodshot eyes, and she cried, “My love, I went to my family hospital to have your janitor wife fired, but her supervisor protected her.I couldn’t believe my ears when my own brother demanded that I apologise to a mere supervisor right in front of the staff and patients. I have never felt so humiliated and embarrassed, my love.”Preston was shocked to learn that his beloved had gone to the hospital to confront his nominal wife.He wrapped his arms tighter around his sweetheart’s trembling shoulders, then he gently kissed her on top of her head and replied, “Sweetheart, my heart aches when I see you crying. Please don’t dirty your hands on such an irrelevant person.”Vivica sniffled, burying her face into his chest, entirely comforted by his words. She was still completely blind to the truth. She genuinely believed that a low-ranking supervisor had used a vac
At that moment, her eldest brother, Hiram, and Jason walked up to them. Hiram looked at his sister with a stern expression and asked, "What are you doing here, Vivica?”Looking as though she had just spotted a lifesaver, Vivica rushed to him and cried, “Big brother, you have to fire Brooklyn for me right now. I nearly broke my ankle because she didn't put a " Wet Floor " sign out.”Hiram turned his gaze to Jason and asked dryly, “Do you really think an employee should be fired just because she forgot a warning sign?”Vivica nodded eagerly, and she replied, "Of course, Big Brother. Can someone with her meager salary even afford my medical expenses?”Before her brother could speak, the supervisor intervened, looking directly at President Cartwright, and said, “Miss is lying, Sir. We don't have anyone named Brooklyn in my department, and besides, we only used a vacuum on the floors today.”The supervisor's words hung in the air like a heavy sentence, stripping away every ounce of Vivica's
In the meantime, at the James family mansion, Preston was in the study room with his grandfather, Walter James. He handed over the marriage certificate to him. His grandfather smiled brightly and said, “Well done, my precious grandson.”However, when he saw the name of his grandson’s bride, the smi
At the parking lot of Home Affairs, Brooklyn Rogers was looking at her marriage certificate, grinning from ear to ear. She couldn’t believe that she was really married.She pinched herself to confirm that she was not hallucinating. Finally, she was going to have a home.Her husband, Preston James,
At the Cartwright estate, the family butler approached Mr Ashford Senior and said, “Sir, your driver has arrived.” Mr Ashford Senior nodded his head, then he looked at his daughter-in-law and asked, “Eleanor, are you still busy?”Eleanor shook her head and replied, “We can go home, Dad.” Then she tu
Preston couldn’t believe that his grandfather failed to keep his word. Didn’t he promise that he would never tell a soul about his marriage to Brooklyn for the time being?A hint of irritation was evident in Preston's voice, and he replied, “Mom, Brooklyn is not a random woman. I have been pursuing







