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Stella said, making her voice softer. Lucas felt annoyed hearing her voice and hung up the next second muting his phone before tossing it aside. Who was that? Scarlett asked noticing his expression Not anyone important. Lucas replied as he locked his lips with hers. Soon their clothes were scattered all over the place and their moans filled the suite. Evelyn's apartment. Yay aunt Vivian! Carson called excitedly as he ran to meet Vivian. My cutie pie, how are you? Vivian asked I'm fine, thank you. Carson answered.

“Okay, let’s say Hazel and Luke get married. What happens after that? Luke moved in with Vero a few days ago. Then what about Hazel?” “Luke will leave Veronica before marrying Hazel. He will be faithful to his wife the way he should.” “And how will you do that?” she crossed her hands over her chest and threw a challenge to me. “I have a solid plan for that,” I smirked. “You are worrying me now.” “Don’t need to worry. Everything will be in control as I plan, and the result will be what we both want.” Two days later, it was announced by the doctors that Andrew Simmons was no more. It might be hard for his family to receive the news, but I celebrated the moment with a glass of champagne.

Simon introduced the lady to Sherry, saying, "This is Mrs. Jasmine Khas. She's Mr. Victor's wife." As part of his responsibility to ensure her safe arrival from the airport, Simon had been waiting for her at the private terminal the entire morning. Although he had not joined Levian and the rest, he had a brief idea about the operation they were running.

“A marriage contract. For two years no complicated terms. No alimony. No claims on my assets. Just two years and then we’re done.” There was a pause on the other end. “A marriage contract? With who?” “Vanessa Chen.” “Your former secretary?” “Yes.” Another pause. Longer this time. “May I ask why?”

That’s why he was so eager to end the call when I called him just now. What she did not know was that Dickson had collapsed on the sofa as if his soul had left his body. ‘Charlotte Simmons! Her husband is the infamous Mr. Connor! ‘Who in the entertainment world doesn’t know that Mr. Connor dotes on his wife like she’s a scarce treasure?’

“Whatever she throws, we’re untouchable if we stay united.” Vanessa inhaled, letting the scent of him clean, faintly woody, undeniably him fill her senses. She straightened, meeting the crowd with a calm she didn’t feel inside, and allowed herself a small, private smile at Alexander. Together, they were more than rumor and suspicion they were defiance personified. The press surged forward, questions shouted over the hum of cameras. Vanessa opened her mouth to speak first, her voice steady, clear. “Yes,” she began, letting the words flow slowly, deliberately, “Alexander and I are married. This is not a business arrangement. This is our life. Together.”

“And I will now counter the rumors spread about me. No—I am not a gold digger. No—I did not marry Simon for his money. The list of assets declared missing was entirely fabricated.” The more I spoke, the freer I felt. “Yes—we were divorced. But we are back together now. We are happily married, and we would appreciate privacy as we raise our son.” I finished with a smile so wide it felt unstoppable. Flashes went off like fireworks, but this time, instead of shrinking, I glowed under them. Simon reclaimed the mic briefly, his tone darker. “Now that everything is clear, let me add—any further trespassing, slander, or harassment of my family will be met with the full punishment of the law.”

Amelia’s lips curved into a devilish grin as she spoke. While Tiffany was internally cheering for this discovery, she maintained a passive face outwardly. “If I’m not mistaken, Prince Simon is married, and his wedding-of-the-century with Princess Verna attracted worldwide attention. They were so happy in love and shipped by everyone! If this photo is exposed, Charmine will be deemed as the third person who’s tearing them apart… Everyone will hate her.”

Maybe it is that creep asking around. “It’s not on the news. She is a good friend of my wife and she hasn’t gotten hold of her at all. She never goes MIA.” So the instigator is Vanessa Simmons. At least I took care of her worry this afternoon, unless she didn’t believe me. “I know you are a person with more knowledge than others, Mr. Peccati.” “I’m sorry, officer?” I pause to let him insert his name. “Simmons.” I was right.

Vanessa said "Vanessa, don't be sorry. If that didn’t happen I wouldn't have met my husband." She is grateful now, that thing happened, it's a blessing in disguise. "Now, we are at peace that we knew what happened back then and that made a way for you to meet your husband." Alexander said. "Kashmir, your eyes shine as you speak about your husband. You really love him." Vanessa said. "I am curious, I want to meet that fortunate man who captivated your heart. As I can remember, you turned down many suitors including that debonair billionaire in London, Matt Simmons." he said chuckling.