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Chapter 131

Author: Flower Sock
They'd been married for five years. During the first year, Anathea used to call Gregory like clockwork, always asking if he would be coming home for dinner.

But Gregory would either answer with a cold "yes" or "no," or he would just ignore the calls. Eventually, Anathea had stopped calling.

He tried to remember the last time she'd actually done it—when she'd gone to Sinclair Group and begged him to let Eden Studio go. Other than that, she hadn't reached out again. There were no more gentle questions about dinner. Nothing.

Staring at her missed call, Gregory rubbed his temples and called her back.

It rang for nearly a full minute, but there was no answer. He frowned and tried again, getting the same result. So, he called Martin instead.

Martin picked up instantly. "Mr. Sinclair! Finally! I've been trying to reach you!"

He sounded panicked.

"What's going on?" Gregory asked.

"This morning, Mrs. Sinclair and Ms. Whitman got into a fight at the hospital. Things got pretty serious."

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