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Chelsie's POV Jamie and I woke up very early the next morning to prepare for the day's work. Glen Motion Pictures had texted us the location for the shooting of the movie. All we had to do was to get prepared and go to the location. The location was at a hotel. "I still can't believe that I'm going to finally set my eyes on Nadia Grayson." Jamie giggled excitedly in the cab taking us to the location. "Lucky you." I responded with indifference.

I simply nodded. Once they were out of earshot, Elliott handed me a folder. "I've cut ties with the Carver family. Theo won't be involved in any Chambers Corp projects going forward." I didn't take it. He kept going. "I could put together another wedding. This time, everything would follow your original plan, with your dad at the main table, Owen as a groomsman." I looked at him, and I was suddenly so tired. "Elliott. Are you here because you love me? Or because you lost the project, the succession, and the respectability the Carver family gave you?"

"You don't get to show up years and talk like this." Ryan said, "I'm not talking about years ago. I'm talking about now." Elara looked at him. For the first time she saw not the man she divorced… but the man she married.. That terrified her more than anything he had said. Because part of her still recognized him. Still responded to him.. She didn't want to. She really didn't want to. Ryan took one step closer. "Elara…" Her name, in his voice did something to her composure. "You are still my wife " he said. Elara froze. The words hung between them like a line neither of them could cross from. "We never finalized it " Ryan added quietly. Elaras eyes widened. "What?" Ryan held her gaze. "I neve

When Priscilla and I had been married, she’d been too busy to actually pay attention, but I was aware that she had been trying to get close to Priscilla shortly before our divorce so she hadn’t been very happy when I’d told her to cut off all contact between them. “The toys. What are they doing here?” She insisted not taking the bait. I sighed and sat down. “Fine. I got a woman pregnant and I have kids.” “Kids?” She yelled. “What the heck? With Pamela? Last I heard, you two weren’t an item.” She scrunched her nose. “No. Not with Pamela. Someone else.” I caught her as she almost fell. Trust Chloe to bring in the dramatics. She put her hands on her chest and sat down.

The other contestants also left, leaving Alexandrine and Ava. Alexandrine thought of explaining what just occurred to her model, but before she got the chance to, the latter asked rather frantically, " How are you acquainted with the most eligible bachelor of city A, Johnson Santos?" Everyone knew who Johnson was now as well as his reputation that was expanding with each passing day. As for me, as I was never introduced publicly as his wife in the past, there was no mention of me. Although there was a coupure about our divorce in the press, that coupure was taken down within a few minutes so it didn't circulate further, She subconsciously thought.

"Mr. Edward Collins Harvey officially announces the ownership of the Atlanta Company's assets and shares. As the largest shareholder of a giant company like Atlanta, Edward Collins Harvey will crack down on all forms of fraud and blah blah blah!" Felicia read the latest news about Edward Collins Harvey that had accidentally appeared on the homepage of her social media app. "Mr. Edward will also officially announce who his secret wife is, which has always been a public question. The mass media is busy and curious. This news had sunk some time ago. But its appearance now is eagerly awaited. " And Felicia read the news silently.

In fact, she was planning to hand in her resignation to the company these days; since her marriage to Sean would come to an end these days, she didn’t want to be still working in the Chase Group after the divorce. More gossip had been circulating in the Chase Group these days. Seeing Myra coming to the office, Tilly quickly came up to her. “Miss Stark, you must have no idea that Director Chase has gotten himself another new girlfriend these days! She’s said to be a pianist residing in the United States who has returned to the country recently!” “Yeah, that’s right! Everyone is betting on how long Director Chase will date this pianist residing in the United States! But let me tell you somethi

Nathaniel Morton is Sonia’s brother. My phone suddenly vibrates against the glass table. The screen lights up. Chase. I pick it up and answer. “Yes?” “Since we’ve reached an understanding regarding our marriage,” Chase says, his voice perfectly crisp and detached, “I won’t question your absence from the house. For now.” How generous of him. Granting me permission to exist outside his property. “However,” he continues, and the command creeps back into his voice. “Until the paperwork is finalized, you are still my wife. Certain events require your presence. There is a gala tonight, and I expect you to attend.”

Chase was somehow less trustworthy than other CEOs, all of whom had legitimate and legal spouses and children. Chase took his hand away from his jaw. He was aware of the season. And why his thoughts kept returning to Tyler’s wedding day and the beautiful flames that nearly engulfed his life. But he had no plans to commemorate the occasion. The woman was gone. It was just a one-night stand. Nothing else. Instead, he looked at his secretary, clearly impatiently waiting. "What gives you the impression that this group of anxious, greedy socialites will be more enticing than the last?" he inquired.

Darrell said. Elliott didn’t share that forgettable fact with Joan, but he did ask her, “You have a passport?” She nodded and he had to shove down the jealous rush that jumped up as he imagined her with some French dude in Paris. This woman has me by the balls. He coughed and muttered, “Bahamas it is. Cover for me?” “For a honeymoon?” Bonnie asked. “No!” Elliott interjected before Nate had a chance to even breathe. “We are NOT getting married.”