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He immediately straightened. “Please pretend I didn’t hear anything.” We burst into laughter again. I stared at Naomi for a moment… we smiled slowly. I… got a new house.” Naomi blinked. “A new what?” “A new home,” I said. “And I want to go there from here.” Naomi released a scream so loud Drew jumped. “What? Layla, are you serious?” I laughed…

I was not expecting anything like that; especially not now. I was stunned. He bought his face back to mine and smirked. He had a sexy smirk may I add in. 'Now, the office is out of bounds to you, but most of the other rooms are free to use. Try to stay clear of my men and no my door is not always open. It will always be closed. But other than that, welcome to your new home!' he said putting a fake excited voice. 'Home? I'm sorry since uh when.' I said quoting Chris Hemsworth the legend himself.

For them first of all, and for us, our family. It would be the first big thing we did as a family, moving into a brand-new home. Not a regular house I or Valerie owned, or the houses we had been living in already… this was different. It was the first property specifically picked out and furnished just for us! Our family, and I wanted everything to be the absolute best! Especially with everything that we have been through these recent months, a clean start felt like the right call. And so, “Guys,” I started, smiling as I faced them. “Miley, Mason, Miles, and… Aby, welcome to our new home! This is our house now!”

"You're gonna freak out." As soon as she unlocked the door, Aria let out a loud, gleeful exclamation, spinning around in a 360 degree turn. "Take a look around, you see our new home?? See what happens when money is on your side, baby! Huh, feel at home, Judi ,this is our fucking new life!" this is a fucking penthouse," I said, my voice filled with excitement. "What did you say the guy’s name was again?" I asked, barely containing my curiosity.

"Clinging to the hollow shell of a marriage? You make it sound so noble. It's you who's been pestering Susanne all along. Yet, you still dare to say, right to my face, that Susanne is your wife? "You must have a death wish for trying to hit on my fiancee. I'm gonna make sure the whole world sees what a shameless homewrecker you are!" Stanley blocked the door to stop anyone from entering or leaving the restroom, then pulled out his phone to record a video. "Check this out, everyone. This homewrecker has been trying to seduce my fiancee. My fiancee ignored him, but he still wouldn't give up. Now he's followed us all the way to our workplace. Are homewreckers these days really this shameless?"

“Make out with Jake.” What the heck was she thinking? Jake was the arrogant bully who had tormented me and made my life a living hell for years, and she expected me to make out with him. Jake leaned in with a disgusting smirk, grabbing my waist tightly and pulling me closer to him. His breath reeked of beer and cigarettes. “Come om, prude. Don’t be a fucking tease,” Jake said, his tongue licking his lips in a disgusted pattern, and I almost puked. Something in me snapped.

Jada came up to him right away, showing a news report of the carnage left after Frank reduced the middle-aged man to ashes with a lightning bolt. However, the announcer also warned everyone to watch out for the weather and to not stand under trees during thunderstorms. The live comments interestingly claimed that it was some freak who had executed the middle-aged man, and Jada asked rhetorically, "Are you a freak, Mr. Frankton?" Frank thought about it. "More or less. Freaks are simply people who are different from the rest, though I know no incantations and harbor no enlightenment. Don't even try to slander me!"

Hema was confused when they pulled up in front of a beautiful house—modern yet warm, with a large garden and tall glass windows. “What’s this?” she asked, stepping out of the car. Zayden smirked, sliding his hands into his pockets. “Our new home.” Hema’s breath hitched. “What?” “You need a place of your own,” he said simply. “And I want you somewhere safe. So, I got this for you.” She turned to him, her chest tightening with emotions she couldn’t name. “Zayden, this is… too much.” “Too bad. It’s already yours.”

Her smile dropped, jaw tightened. Since moving in with the Baillieus, I'd been living like royalty. Clothes, food, the whole setup—way better than anything I got back at home. Dana's voice went full venom. "Why pretend? A freak's a freak. We come from a decent family, and you still shamelessly married someone like THAT. "How are Michael and I supposed to face anyone? Maybe you're fine throwing away your dignity, but we're not." Michael stormed in and grabbed my arm. "Come with me. You don't need to do this to yourself."