Henley looked awkward. "Suri, I know you're still mad about the black card I gave Kiara that day. I get it—you're short on money now. I'm giving you one. Stop making a scene."Five years ago, on our engagement day, he said he had a surprise.I waited all day.What I got? A shared wallet invite. Daily limit—twenty bucks.At the same time, Kiara posted:"Thanks for the black card, Henley. Time to travel the world!"That's when my heart went cold. I called off the engagement and joined a classified agency.I don't care about any of that anymore. Looking at Henley now? Just disgust.My silence only pissed Kiara off more. "You're really asking for it. Mr. Chatham's being nice, offering you a black card, and you still act like this? Believe it or not, I can have your trash car wrecked in minutes!"I didn't bite. Not worth it.Out of basic decency, I gave her one last warning. "Go ahead. Just make sure you can handle what comes next."Kiara didn't care—if anything, she got more hyp
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