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Dela Vega Mansion: The lady saw that her son was happy since they broke up with Maria, who became her son's favorite girlfriend. Apart from the fact that Maria is very beautiful, very kind, and respectful to her husband and wife, that's why I felt sorry for him and why his son didn't make up his mind. And Maria's sister Mary is still Maria's sister with the amount of girl nonsense, so that's all the pain Maria felt when they last met before she left. And my lady doesn't know where it is. "Oh! My young man looks happy. Are you going to work, son?" the lady asked her son Primo. "No! Mommy, nothing. Just a meeting with the clients." This is the answer; the lady doesn't seem to believe what her

I wore a black hat on a trouser to complement a blazzier, and stepped out of my hotel room at the sight of men stealing glances at me. I walked majestically like I own the red carpet, if there is one thing i couldn’t be mistaken for,- It was definitely -MY BOLDNESS. Hot body was the word. Facecard Banging body Hot legs Long black hair. I'm the one woman that would snatch your husband from you and make him useless before I let go. I don't just go about snatching men, I had my target. Rich CEO, Business Moguls, Rich Tyconons and the lot of them.

This burned me as well. "Who the hell you are. To question me. Tell me who the hell are you." I deadpanned which indeed added fuel to fire. The veins of his jaw and neck started popping out clearly telling me how angry he is. But I don't care. "Your my --" I raised my eyebrows waiting for him to complete only to scoff in end. "I am your Ex-wife and we are divorced. You have no right to question me. I can dance. Talk or hug any other guy I want. Your no one to tell me what I should do."

My presence at the sip-and-see event sucked the life out of the party. My indifferent gaze fell on Krystal Markham. “Krystal, care to explain about today?” Krystal and I were a success story, the high school sweethearts who made it all the way to the altar. However, over the last two years, I felt her slipping further and further away. I brushed it off as the spark simply fading over time. Never in a million years did I expect her to cheat on me and have children with another man through surrogacy

I said to him. "You mean your ex-wife?" James asked me with an inquisitive look. "Yes, my ex-wife", I said to James in reply. "Okay, what did she do?" James asked me, and at the same time, the waiter came with his own drink. "Thank you," Henry said to the waiter, who nodded in reply before turning and walking away. "Are you aware of her new relationship with Mrs Gonzalez?" I asked James who was pouring his drink inside his glass. "Yes, I'm aware of it," James said to me.

In his hand, he carried a slim tablet. "I am looking at what I am about to destroy," I replied without turning around. Alistair moved closer, stopping directly behind me. I could feel the heat radiating from his body. He didn't touch me, yet his presence consumed my personal space. "Ambition is a sweet spice, Elaine. But unchecked rage only makes you careless." He held the tablet out to me. "Look at this. The latest update from your beloved 'fiancé'." My hands trembled as I took the device. The screen displayed a prominent business and lifestyle site with a headline that made my stomach churn:

"Of course not!" I sat down. It was almost funny, attending my own wife's wedding and whatnot. I started looking around. Before long, the older woman beside me struck up a conversation. "Those two look perfect together, don't they? It wasn't easy for them to get married." I gritted my teeth, but the bitterness still came. "What made it hard?"

His eyes looked smaller while the wrinkles on his face rested nicely around his eyes and lips. "What do you mean?" "She's related to Mendozas..." He huffed. I chuckled. I saw that... Juliana Vasquez... Carlos Mendoza's wife. But what did Esperanza have to do with Mendozas? Two notification beeps of my phone reached my ears, it was Nathan. I knew I wouldn't be experiencing something pleasant, but as I read every single word in the file that Nathan shared, my body started to heat up, and the world seemed to disappear before my eyes.

And they were all things that I could never have imagined. Seeing my gorgeous wife having super-hot sex with her best friend, Sandy. Sitting on a motel bed naked and jerking off with a cute exotic lesbian right beside me frigging her own pussy. Watching my wife and that cutie finger fucking their cunts for each other, long-distance, and then having my wife watch over the phone as the little vixen jerked me off in the public of our rental car.