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"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.

That aside… After a long pause, Xavia was prompted to say, “…You can’t actually save her, can you? I’m sure you just bribed the doctor to say all that!” Widening her eyes in fury, Jenna sneered before retorting, “Xavia, do you honestly think I’d joke about something like this? That aside, you shouldn’t take the Dolston Hospital lightly. In case you weren’t aware, the person staying next to your grandmother is the former President’s wife! Had I not begged her to let your grandmother in, do you really think she’d still be alive today?”

Belle said nervously, “I—ahm—” “I’ll be taking Belle with me,” he said, stepping forward. “She’ll be safe. Ethan DeValle.” The woman blinked—then her face lit up in recognition. “DeValle? From DV Construction? My husband works for you!” He gave a small nod. “That’s right.” Her smile widened, words spilling out one after another—gratitude, praise, stories of her husband’s work. He barely knew the man she spoke of. To him, it was just another name among many.

It felt useless considering I was never going to get her back at this rate. “Um, sir there’s someone here to see you.” My assistant said. “Who is it?” “Darla Valenzuela? She says she has information on Jovie.” “Let her in.” I stated. A blonde woman with a little baby bump walked in with a smile. “Nice office.” “Thanks. Who are you?” “Reno’s ex wife.” “What do you know about Jovie?” “That she’s a tramp and I don’t like her.” Darla stated.

Debby pinched herself to be sure she was not dreaming. While trying to grasp the reality of the situation, someone snatched the copy of the marriage certificate in her hand. Before she could react, she saw Edna and her mother before her. Edna was the one who snatched the marriage certificate from her. She was beyound shocked to see that she was married to Harry Vernon, the most powerful man in NorthHill. "Mom, see..." Edna quickly showed the marriage certificate to her mom. Once Alice was done reading it, she looked at Debby with anger ," you ungrateful bitch, you have seduced Mr. Harry?"

"This is unbelievable Debra is a pure soul she's the victim rather than the oppressor." "Who is Mom? Kathy ask her mother seeing her mother disturbed by the news. "Debra my first cousin, Her family was the one who took me in when my parents died. she used to worked abroad then came home to marry in order to fulfill the will of her father before he died." Her mother explained. "You mean the one who is on the news being held responsible for the death of her husband and his mistress?" She asked. she is already familiar with the news since her team is looking already at the possible connection of the mayor on corruption and alleged drug dealing.

I said. She giggled and sighed. "You know who she is, Greka? That two faced b*tch still owes me," She said with venom lacing in her voice. I look at the blonde bimbo again, studying her features and she does look slightly familiar. "That's Deborah Johansson, well she was," She said with bitterness in her voice. "Was?" "Yep, that b*tch was the wife of that man in the forest, you know? The man who takes good care with my Angel?" She said with a grin plastered on her face.

an overly excited blonde remarks while assessing me from head to toe. "Isn't she?" Tiffany agrees, placing a palm on my back. "Evy, this is Mrs. Karla Johnson. She's the wife of a renowned lawyer who handles most cases for millionaires across various states. And here, this is Mrs. Sandra Smith, the wife of Ambassador Dylan Smith. I believe you know him. And this is our dear Laura Webb. She's the wife of a banker highly sought after by high society." As she introduces us, the women come closer for a brief hug, with barely noticeable air kisses.