No Longer Yours: The Ex-Wife's Sweet Revenge

eceived a phone call f

rst, asking probing questions about her marriage with Adler,

rds on the table directly, her voice devoid of any familial warmth. "Aunt Lyn

sed them. She was to call them "Uncle" and "Aunt" instead of "Mom" and "Dad." If it hadn't been for the impending marriage with Adler, and their

the years she spent there afterward were far from pleasa

he line-which had previously been somewhat cautious and placating-instantly changed. I

ver tonight and see the world a bit," Lynn com

es, hiding the coldne

uing an order, Lynn

thy of the Rivera family. If you hadn't been lucky enough to be taken in by the Houston family for a few years, you wouldn't have ever had the chance to step over the threshold of high society. You might have ended up dead in a ditch somewhere. Furthermore, if it weren't for you, Kendal would

ut Alivia had only been an infant back then. If it hadn't been for the earthquake and the hospital nurse mixing up the babie

ied flatly, casually packin

villa. She had brought one suitcase in,

oldly and hung

sound of a car horn blar

imply called Alivia's phone, deliveri

checking her makeup and ensuring he

ll came through did she fin

r slightly relaxed his furrowed brow. He leaned over

you waiting," Alivia said formally as she

or, his hands tightening on the steering wheel

wn at her casual clothes. "Is this not okay? I

om the passenger seat and tosse

meticulously crafted. Alivia immediately recognized it as a dr

k. "This is the gift you prepared for Kend

rds. "The news of our divorce hasn't been made public yet. Are you pla

ut

e brand, and I just happened to leave it in the car," Adler cut h

in

ried the box back inside, chang

skin look even more radiant. The skirt shimmered like flowing