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I glanced at Alexander, who didn't seem fazed by being recognized. "It's lovely to see you again," the woman continued, her smile widening. "Last year, you came in with that brunette, if I remember correctly. You requested our most revealing pieces. Very exposing, very bold. The sheer collection with the cutouts?" She turned to me, her expression brightening. "Would you like similar pieces for this new lady?" The words hit me like ice water. Alexander's jaw tightened. "She's my wife." The woman's smile froze, her face flushing pink. "Oh. Oh my goodness, I apologize. I didn't realize you were married, Mr. Carter. Congratulations."

"Yes. I told you he’d never look at women like us. Turns out he’s married to Charlotte Briggs. Not like anyone didn’t know those two would end up together anyway." "Charlotte Briggs?" "Yes, it’s everywhere on the internet." Claire dropped the call, and for some reason, her hands were trembling as she typed Alex's name into G****e. The latest news about him popped up, alongside his picture with Charlotte and the big headline: "TURNS OUT ALEXANDER STEELE'S WIFE IS CHARLOTTE BRIGGS."

I whispered, under my breath, "Of course, I wouldn't tell you about it, until you ask me to, do you want me to tell you the kind of woman you are? Your type of woman, huh?" I nodded, "Words, Kristen!" "Yes, Damien, tell me," I.urged and he smiled cycling around me, that mock grin still planted on his face, "Kristen Stewart, age 26 a strong independent woman who was able to help her mother settle in the city after she suffered from constant abuse from her father, she made sure to help her mother get a divorce and did so many types of jobs just to enable her mother to be comfortable. Never Been in a serious relationship, but had a few things here and there. She is ambitious and very money-driv

she asked, keeping her voice even despite the storm brewing inside her. Daniel smirked, shoving his hands into his pockets. “Just checking in. I heard you married Lucas Moretti. Quite the upgrade from me, don’t you think?” He chuckled, shaking his head. “Tell me, Kristin, does he know the real you?” Kristin felt anger rise in her chest. “Get out.” Evelyn sighed dramatically, shaking her head. “Such hostility. Is that any way to treat family?” “You are not my family,” Kristin shot back without hesitation.

Beside her, Adrian showed no visible reaction whatsoever, as though being interrogated at dinner was a completely normal part of his routine. William shook his head lightly. “When I proposed to my wife, I spent three entire weekends following her through boutiques pretending to have opinions about lace.” “You complained the entire time,” Evelyn corrected calmly before taking another sip of wine. “That’s not the point.” “It seems very relevant to the point.” Selena bit the inside of her cheek to stop herself from laughing. Somehow, hearing William Kingston casually talk about arguing with his wife over wedding dresses felt surreal. This was still the same man capable of making half the countr

“You and her husband seem very close. Is he good to her?” Richard raised a brow, “Husband? You mean Adrian?” Isabella nodded. “They’re divorced. Five years now.” Isabella gritted her teeth, “He obviously wasn't nice to her.” “How could he be when he has that woman as his mother.” she complained. She said it with the certainty of someone who had known Catherine Sterling thirty years ago. Richard did not ask how. She had a life before her arrest. “When do we leave? I want to spend the few days I have left with her.”

“Kristine, please don’t misunderstand. We thought that your family already knew the truth, and maybe you wanted nothing to do with Elara and her son; maybe that was why you did not take any action.” Kristine let out a deep sigh, signaling Theo to stop talking. Her mind was in a mess, and she felt like she could not take whatever was happening anymore. Dominic disappeared into thin air, and now she was learning that he had a son with another woman! Kristine stood up and almost fell. She only stabilized with Benita’s help. She looked at everyone and spoke, “I need some time alone.” “What about the wedding?” Sara shouted. The Blackwood family members, “…”

Mira asked in surprise. Dylan nodded. "Actually, I just found out. I helped him find his wife. I was also surprised to learn that your friend is married to your brother." "K-Kristen? Where is she?" Mira asked worriedly. Dylan immediately pointed to where Kristen was, and Mira went to her. She found Kristen sitting on the bed, seemingly lost in thought. She approached her and asked, "Kristen, are you okay?" Kristen remained silent, not responding. Unbeknownst to Mira, Kristen was currently battling conflicting thoughts and didn't know what to think anymore.

“Tell me, Rita, why can’t you get a husband of your own without my help?” That’s my cue. I step into the room, and suddenly, all eyes are on me. And surprise, surprise—Kristen is actually there. I exhale, slow and controlled, forcing myself to keep my anger in check. But when I speak, my voice is sharp. “Kristen,” I say, my gaze locking on her. “I didn’t realize you were sitting here, silently, while my wife was being disrespected. Isn’t she your daughter?” Kristen presses her lips together. She doesn’t say a damn word.

“Beautiful woman? I don’t think there is a woman more beautiful than my wife.” The man chuckled. “You are truly loyal to your wife, Mr Roosevelt. You are rare.” “True love will never betray.” Matthew remarked. His words moved Kirsten and she couldn’t wait to be near him, taking a step, she called. “Matthew?” All heads turned towards Kirsten. Matthew rose from his seat and placed his hand on Kirsten's waist. “Gentlemen, ladies, I’m proud to introduce my wife. Kirsten Roosevelt.” Due to Kirsten’s desire to keep a low profile, Matthew made sure that not a single photo of her appeared in mainstream media or the internet. They only knew that Kirsten was an acclaimed female lawyer but had no clue