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“-Bella Smith? Jarrod Smith's wife? Well, ex-wife?” I froze, surprised by how much this man knew about me. “Uh-” I stopped, unable to come up with any words. He rubbed the side of his neck awkwardly, “I was a fan..” he trailed off uneasiness evident on his face. When I was in college and after college, I was a model for a fashion collection. I was really social until- Jarrod found out I was pregnant with Cameron's child and my reputation was ruined. That was the only thing I did in my marriage asides look pretty and sexy.

I shrugged my shoulders and got up from the sofa. "Oh, please shut up." "As you are busy with work and have never had any friends save me," Stacy frowned. I poked her in the cheek and pulled out my laptop to finish my office job. "I hope I'll just be in your life as your life partner," she says, her smile fading. "You know how much I despise love. We’re getting married just for my parents' sake,” I moaned sadly. Though my remarks may be hurtful to her, they are completely accurate.

"And you! Didn't Jules call you to say the fire was likely arson? What was your reply when she told you that? "You said her and my intelligence levels were lowered because of 'baby brain'! You blamed her for interrupting you from working! You even told her that I was a negative influence on her, that you wanted us to be imprisoned and given the worst sentence possible! "Now, I'd like to ask you two a question. You two are married, yet you abandoned your pregnant wives and couldn't care less about them. You lived in a single woman's home for a few days and even blocked your wives' contacts.

You don't need to marry someone from the Coopers to grow our business. Her gaze dropped, and a shadow passed over her face. "The Spencers barely have any descendants left anymore. After your parents died in that accident when you were young, it's only been the two of us. I just want you to marry a healthy woman, have children, and help the Spencers grow again." I stood and moved to sit beside her, pouring her a glass of water. "Grandma, think about it. If I marry Michelle, the Spencers and the Coopers won't be enemies anymore, and our influence will rise together. That way, I'll be able to build my own business empire.

Across the room, Adrian glanced toward Selena, his expression unreadable. “Many people want to feel important,” William continued calmly. “Fewer care about being useful.” Selena did not know what to say to that, so she simply lowered her gaze slightly. William studied her quietly for another moment before speaking again. “You know,” he said casually, “once the two of you are married, there’s no reason you couldn’t join Kingston Global.” The suggestion caught Selena completely off guard.

Once word got out about the divorce filing, the whole of Sicily's inner circle lit up. The Hartley heir filing for divorce, the Calloway daughter shown the door: that kind of story traveled fast in any world. Within three days it had made the rounds of every dock, every street corner, every card table.

Tracy put the bags in her Range Rover and drove home to her husband. ***** Jim had come home from work and was wondering where Tracy could be. He was hungry and he had hoped to get some secret shots of her in sexy clothes for the cuckold website. It had only been about a week since he discovered the website dedicated to the cuckold lifestyle, but he felt so deeply connected to the other men there that he wanted to show off his hot wife. He wanted to post a sexy picture of Tracy for the site.

She began to misbehave with Jonathan's smile, which never faded. Slowly, the man descended the stairs and invited Elena to sit on the sofa, without a hint of his smile fading. "I'm sorry, darling; I didn't realize how much of a struggle it is for you; being a wife and mother is not easy. Therefore, I want to give you a gift. I hope you like it." Jonathan handed his wife a brown folder, which made Elena's eyes round. Could it be a shareholding letter in the H&E Group? "Wha--what's this?" Elena stammered.

She muttered to herself as she swing her legs off the bed and reached out to get her MacBook. She scanned through webpages and looked up jobs related to writing. "I don't think I'd make much progress if I'm doing this alone." She muttered and picked up her phone and to call Wendy. Wendy picked up on the second ring. "Hey." Natalia said, putting a strand of hair behind her ear. "What's up princess?" Wendy asked. "I was going through some online jobs and I need your help." "Whatever do you need my help for? Is that not supposed to be one of the easiest things for anyone to do?" Wendy laughed.

My obsession was no longer hidden, even from myself, and I could feel the first threads of exposure begin to fray around me. It began with whispers. Marcus mentioned a discrepancy to Lila while thinking I wouldn’t notice. Lila raised an eyebrow, subtle, professional, but the message was clear: someone else was aware. Even Evelyn, usually lost in her own work, looked up at me with an expression that suggested she had noticed the subtle chaos rippling through my behavior. These small observations might seem insignificant, but in a world built on perception, power, and loyalty, they were deadly.