I Want A Divorce, Mr Lyon!
“It was all too easy, really. Lyon’s pride and desperation were my tools. You should’ve seen him that night.
”Wendy’s eyes glinted as she recounted the scene.
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The rain poured down that night, soaking everything in its path. Lyon’s car screeched to a halt outside an old warehouse. His heart pounded, anger boiling in his veins. He stormed inside, his fists clenched, his eyes scanning the dimly lit space.
“Wendy!” he shouted. His voice echoed through the empty room. “Where is he?”
From the shadows, Wendy stepped out, calm, composed, like she had rehearsed this moment a hundred times. “Relax, Lyon,” she said, her voice smooth. “He’s here... waiting for you.”
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