He Divorced Me, I Marry A Bigger Billionaire!
I said, my voice cold as I pushed my plate away, “my appetite’s gone. Give me my necklace, Jace. I’m done talking.”
He sighed, his eyes searching mine, but saw my anger and backed off.
“Alright. But hear me out—one last idea. You want to make him regret toying with you? We could act like we’re dating, give him a taste of jealousy.”
I stared, shocked, then laughed, incredulous. “Are you serious? I told you, I want nothing to do with him. And you’re his friend—why would you screw him over like that?”
Jace grinned mischievously as he leaned forward, his voice low and conspiratorial.
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