Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart
A thick, leather-bound book that seemed to hold all the answers, all the secrets we’d been searching for.
Richard picked it up, his hands steady but his expression grim. “This is it,” he said quietly, flipping through the pages. Each line was a transaction, a record of every underhanded deal, every betrayal. It was all here.
“We have enough to take them down,” I whispered, hardly able to believe it.
He nodded, closing the ledger and tucking it under his arm. “Then let’s get out of here.”
But as we turned to leave, I felt a chill run down my spine. Something wasn’t right. “Wait,” I whispered, grabbing Richard’s arm.
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