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Furthermore, Vanessa's departure wasn't prompted by him; it was her own decision. This time, it was the Lakeworth family that owed Vanessa. "Simon, explain!" Sean's anger erupted. He shouted, "Have you become so cowardly that you'd sacrifice a maid to protect the Lakeworth family and yourself?" "Seany, I—" "You coward!" Sean's eyes blazed with fury as he lunged at Simon, grabbing him by the collar. "Where is Vanessa? Who did you hand her over to?" "I-I…" Simon's face paled, unable to provide an answer.

And the blackmail had begun. Simmons had a wife and three children, a small house which was mortgaged and his wife, Beth, worked as a nurse in the local hospital. She would be livid if she found out. And would leave him, taking the three children, no question about that. It was that knowledge which was breaking him. He did not love his wife anymore, but they lived compatibly enough beneath the same roof; his children were his joy. So he had slipped up; didn’t men do such things? Boys would be boys, after all, he told himself loftily. When a pretty young woman called Laura Conners had sidled up to him at the pub one night and had singled him out for her attentions, he had been flattered.

Maybe it is that creep asking around. “It’s not on the news. She is a good friend of my wife and she hasn’t gotten hold of her at all. She never goes MIA.” So the instigator is Vanessa Simmons. At least I took care of her worry this afternoon, unless she didn’t believe me. “I know you are a person with more knowledge than others, Mr. Peccati.” “I’m sorry, officer?” I pause to let him insert his name. “Simmons.” I was right.

She's not one of us'. ‘I'm not one of you guys either'. He responded. ‘You're either marrying Charisse or you're forfeiting your position as the CEO of Hunter's group....and you also cease to be my son'. Simon said and everyone gasped. Evangeline who didn't think it would get to this point turned to her husband, ‘Simon you really don't—' ‘I mean every word'. He took a stance. There was silence, Grayson could hear even the faintest of crickets make a sound and shrugged as he looked at Charisse, ‘See you in court'. He said and walked away.

Ashley's eyes widen before she says anything. "Damom, he is Simon. He is our university friend. So we joined him. " Said Rose. Ashley nodded with a gulp but didn't look at Damon. "Oh, my bad, my bad. Hi, I'm Damon Ashley's husband." Damon said, and he shook hands with Simon. Simon's hand shook with him as well, with a smile.

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Simon replied. “I read the news and found that Miss Wilson had been involved in a murder case. I am sure it would be perfectly understandable that I had want to cancel our partnership because of that reason, right?” Vanessa replied firmly, shaking her hand in disappointment. Simon wanted to appease her again, but she didn’t give him a chance to explain. Wearing a stern expression, she left the office. Meanwhile, as Simon was lost in thought thinking of how to solve this criticism, he received a call from Edward.

All of them staring. "Victoria, what is this?" Dad's voice was tight. "Who is this man?" I took a breath. "This is Simon. Simon Reed. My husband." The silence that followed was deafening, then everyone started talking at once. "Your what?" "Husband? Since when?" "Victoria, what have you done?" "Is this some kind of joke?" My mother's face went pale. She grabbed the porch railing. "You got married? When? How?" "This morning. At the courthouse." I forced myself to keep talking. "I know this is sudden. But Simon and I have been together for months. I just couldn't tell anyone because of Carl."

I had prepared for this moment a thousand times in my head, but now he was here, standing just a few feet away… Desmond Kyle Velasquez—my son’s father and my ex-husband. I KEPT my smile steady, my posture firm. I wasn’t the same Yvonne they once knew—the girl who was too naive, too fragile. I had rebuilt myself from the ruins they left me in, and tonight, I wasn’t going to let their presence affect me. Desmond’s piercing ocean blue eyes stared at me, and only when a delicate arm of a woman was wrapped around his arm, he looked away. It was her—Samantha.

“Who is your real wife, Gabriel?” ~ Gabriel blinked, as if the question punched the air out of him. “Celina,” he said softly, almost a plea. “Please, let’s not do this here.” She stepped back, her voice rising, shaky but firm. “Answer me!.” “I’m your husband,” he said quickly. Too quickly. “That’s the only truth that matters right now.” She let out a bitter laugh. “That’s not an answer, Gabriel. That’s a deflection. I’ve seen the photos. The gala. The magazine article. ‘Power couple,’ right? Mr. and Mrs. Gabriel Reyes.”