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“Not much space back there.” Parker nodded but clenched his jaw. He didn’t like how she made light of the restrictions she’d been living with. Parker was beginning to think Talia and Carter’s father was a monster, which was so at odds with the image he portrayed on television. But then Parker, more than anyone, should know that not everyone was what they seemed. Especially celebrities. It was his job to dig through their dirty laundry and expose the skeletons in their closets. “Where are we going?” Talia asked, looking around as they sped down the freeway.

Parker walked toward the bed slowly before leaning down close enough that I could smell his cologne. “If you needed to be concerned,” he murmured softly, “you’d already know.” That somehow comforted me and worried me at the same time. “You always answer questions without actually answering them?” “Only when necessary.” I rolled my eyes while he laughed quietly again. Then he held his hand out toward me. “Come eat breakfast before you start interrogating me properly.” *** The dining area overlooked the water below the cliffs surrounding the property. Rich people really lived differently. Fresh fruit. Pancakes. Coffee.

Chapter 25 Ivy Chase ~•~ Just as I was about to leave, Parker’s voice interrupted me, and stopped in my tracks. “Why did you let your boyfriend off the hook and embarrass only Zara?” He asked, his voice barely above a whisper. His question caught me off-guard. “What?” I asked. “You have evidence of Zara and Sebastian cheating on you, but you just let him off the hook.” He continued, looking at me with judgmental eyes. “I mean, you want to go back inside and continue your engagement to someone who has betrayed you.”

he gestured as he led me in with his hand resting on my upper arm. The mansion owned by Mr. Parker resembled a utopia on Earth. When I entered the sitting area, I was astounded by every detail as everything inside seemed to be auspicious. The furniture was exquisite, and I was still in complete amazement when the young lady I had seen earlier approached me. "Not for a low class," she smirked, "I hope you can be able to get used to this kind of life," she said with an awkward smile and reached for a handshake.

To them, Christopher was the true heir of this house. Jeremy threw me roughly into the basement. I curled up into a ball. Under Jeremy's merciless handling, several more of my bones had snapped. The pain left me trembling uncontrollably. I dragged myself with great difficulty onto the familiar bed and pulled the last few painkillers I had from my pocket. Then, I popped them into my mouth. Looking at the familiar scene before me, I couldn't help but laugh. The Parker family possessed vast wealth, and Eliza was even renowned as the richest person in Stoneham.

Phoebe was equally shocked that her dad was keeping a mistress. "Parker, how could you do this to me? You were a nobody when my family helped you rise. How dare you cheat on me? You won't get away with this," Sibyl snapped. Debra signaled to the guards, who quickly untied Sibyl. Without missing a beat, she rushed up to Parker and started to hit him. The henpecked man cowered, not daring to fight back. As Parker's face became bruised and scratched, Debra finally spoke up. "Alright. Your family drama is none of our business. Let's talk about the Eaton family. Tell us how Parker made black money with them and lived it up, acting like a king here."

He'd slept through it. Another warning flashed. PAGE SIX: THE CONSORT'S DECADENT LIFESTYLE: From Texas Modesty to Billionaire's Penthouse. It was a page of paparazzi shots: him leaving the penthouse in a suit that had been more expensive than his first car, him stepping into the chauffeured Town Car, him holding a coffee from a chic coffeehouse. Each shot a brick in the wall of a story: arriviste, social climber, gold-digger.

The driver ran toward them and quickly stuffed Parker into the car. “Do you know where she lives? Drop her off first,” Damon said to the chauffeur. “I do,” the chauffeur replied. “Treble Street.” “No! I’m not going home! I won’t go home!” Parker suddenly cried. “That’s the house I bought for him. I’m not going back there!” “Sir, what should we do?” the chauffeur asked. Damon paused thoughtfully. He couldn’t possibly dump the drunken woman on the street, and her ex-boyfriend was staying in her house. It wouldn’t be appropriate to take her there.

Chester smiled before he said, “If you really had this kind of ability, then why didn’t you invite the president and the other directors to Glorious Club for entertainment tonight instead? Why did you choose to buy them dinner at the cheapest Bronze Room at The Heaven Springs?” After he spoke, Chester acted as though he came to a sudden realization as he said, “Oh! I understand now! You don’t think that the president and the other directors are worthy enough! You think that people of their status are only worthy enough to be seated in the Bronze Room! Do you not think that they deserve to go to Glorious Club at all?” Jacob was completely at a loss for words and he could not refute Chester’s

I suddenly asked myself, what good things had I done in the past for me to be treated like this? I had the man of every woman's dream. Handsome, rich, and a really great man. A husband material. An ideal lover. ----- "What movie do you like to watch?" Alex asked me as he browsed Netflix while I arranged the snacks on the mini table. He was sitting pretty on the recliner chair with his two legs up. We're in the movie room in his mansion. I was amazed as it was like a mini-movie theater. We didn't need to go to the cinema to watch a movie on a big screen.