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When Cecily opened the front door of the family villa, Mary came hurrying over at the sound.“Mrs. Garcia, thank goodness you’re back. Last night, Susan tried calling you but your phone was off. Mr. Garcia went out looking for you all night—he just got back and went to the study. You really worried them. Susan only went to bed around three this morning.”Guilt flickered in Cecily’s chest. “I… stayed over at a friend’s place last night. My phone died, so I didn’t get their calls.”Of course, she couldn’t say she’d spent the night at Vince’s.Mary nodded and handed her a thin blanket, giving her a knowing wink. “I saw Mr. Garcia fell asleep in the study. I was about to grab a blanket to cover him so he wouldn’t catch a chill, but since you’re back, why don’t you go instead?”Cecily froze for a moment, the blanket in her arms suddenly feeling heavy. She knew Mary meant well—Mary and Susan had always quietly tried to nudge her and Adam closer. But for the past two years, Cecily had only d

“You—!”This time, it was Chloe who was left speechless.Adam’s breakup the night before had hit her hard. She’d wanted to patch things up that morning, only for Adam to warn her: if she didn’t behave, she could leave the Garcia Group altogether.She couldn’t let that happen. As long as she stayed at Garcia Group, she still had a chance. Leave, and it would all be over.And the person to blame for all of it was standing right in front of her. If it weren’t for her, Adam would never have accused Chloe of mixing personal and professional matters, leading to the breakup in the first place.She bit down hard on her lip, eyes full of hate.Just then, Cecily’s phone rang.Ignoring Chloe, she picked it up—it was Manager Wilson. His tone was polite, even carrying a hint of respect. “Cecily, would you be available after three o’clock this afternoon?”From the side, Chloe muttered under her breath, dripping with sarcasm, “Oh, so now they’re calling you directly. Guess you do have some kind of ‘

When everyone turned to look at her, Cecily quickly muted her phone. She glanced at the screen—and her hand trembled. It was Adam Garcia calling.Without a change in expression, she hung up.But the moment she did, the phone started vibrating again—fast and insistent, as if it wouldn’t stop until she picked up.She looked up and caught Gina’s half-smiling gaze. “Cecily, it’s fine,” Gina said sweetly. “Why don’t you go take the call? We’ll wait for you before we start eating.”Out of the corner of her eye, Cecily saw Vince Boucheron frowning at her. She stood, apologetic. “Sorry, I’ll just step outside to answer this. I’ll be right back.”Once outside the private room, she answered. Adam’s voice came through, low and cold. “Where are you?”“At the Riverton Hotel, meeting with a client,” Cecily said evenly.“Cecily, don’t forget—you’re still my wife! Watch your behavior!”The sudden scolding made her breath hitch. She gripped the phone tighter. “What’s that supposed to mean?”“You know

Right now, Adam’s eyes were as cold as they’d been in that wedding photo.Cecily froze under the intensity of his gaze. When her eyes flicked to the back of his hand, she saw it was dotted with blood where shards of glass from the broken photo frame had cut him.She forced herself to look away, giving a bitter smile. “It’s bad enough I’ve been lying to myself. Why lie to yourself too? These past two years, you’ve been looking for traces of her in other women. Don’t tell me you haven’t noticed—Cona’s lips, Chloe’s eyes… Adam, if you don’t love me, just say so. If you still like Jessica, I could even help you find her. I—”“I told you, I stopped having feelings Jessica a long time ago!”Adam cut her off again, enunciating each word. Whether he was speaking to her or convincing himself was unclear.His gaze was like ice, with no warmth at all. The look in his eyes said if she dared speak one more word, he might just devour her whole.Cecily trembled, clutching the bedsheet tightly.For t

“Chloe, Boucheron Group isn’t some street market where you can haggle and close a deal. Mr. Boucheron made it clear—Garcia Group’s designs are too rough, and Cecily’s attitude toward them makes us question her professionalism. If this keeps up, our cooperation with Garcia Group ends here.”She said it right in front of the Davis Group reps, making a complete fool of herself. And today, she hadn’t even seen Vince at all.Cecily had already put up with Chloe’s random jabs on the drive back, but now, seeing her explode like this, even Cecily’s patience ran out. Her voice was cold. “I don’t know what I’ve supposedly done to hurt the company.”“Oh, so now you’re talking back? Do you know what Boucheron Group said about you? That you’re irresponsible, that you didn’t bother revising the drawings, that they’re way too rough! Cecily, you’re unbelievable—handing me subpar work on purpose. Is it because I’m your boss now? You trying to sabotage me? What good does losing Windsor Place do for you