The Marriage Equation
Noah, on the other hand, had squandered his position as the Brookes' legitimate heir, indulging in a life of leisure with no responsibilities.
At the café, soft, melodic music played in the background.
Howard flashed me a smile. "Do you remember this song?"
I nodded; it was my favorite piece from Argusia. He had waited in line for ages to get tickets to bring me to the concert.
"You haven't changed a bit," he remarked.
I laughed. "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"
"Still not planning to divorce?"
I shook my head. "Divorce? That's impossible. I need this marriage to protect my assets worth over a hundred million."
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