“May I know you?” Isabella asked, frowning slightly at the tall, dark man who stood before her—his smirk unsettling.“No,” he replied calmly. “But that doesn’t matter. What matters is the information I have.”Her brows knit together. “Information? What information?”“About your husband,” he said, his voice low. “And his girlfriend.”Isabella rolled her eyes, irritation flashing across her face. What could he possibly tell her about them? Everyone knew Killian cherished his girlfriend more than his wife. It wasn’t news—and Isabella had no desire to hear it again. She was exhausted, emotionally drained, and unwilling to let a stranger ruin what little peace she had left that night.“No, thanks,” she said curtly, turning to leave.He stepped into her path, blocking her way.“Wait,” he said. “I know where your husband is right now—and who he’s with.” His eyes narrowed. “If you catch them red-handed, you’ll finally have proof. Something you can use against them.”She scoffed, lifting her c
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