The Wife He Abandoned Was a Billionaire Heiress

ial tone still echoing in his ears. It was an unfami

's words replaying in his

open. Camille ran in, sobbing, a

m. "You have to help me! That bitch Chloe, she

ace, Julian's eyes turne

her own provocations, the spilled champagne, and painted Chloe as a woman

taking her frustration about the divorce out on me! And she's already sp

and he was already inclined to believe Camille's version of events. Chloe's recent

voice tight with disappointment and a

ing on Scarlett. To please her, she had the st

or said with a smile. "Julian told me it was your mu

ut she quickly hid it. She sat gracefully at t

ry piece Julian had always associated with

performance was stiff and mechanical. It l

difference, but she still

rry... I... my hand was injured after I left New York. And with

her imperfect performance, subtly placing the

l of sympathy as she took Scarlett's hand. "It's all that wicked woman's

he end of the conversation. He saw Scarlett

race. "It's alright. Your hand is more importan

rafted image as a fragile victim and deepened

image flashed thr

the electronic keyboard, playing the same nocturne. The moonlight had surrounded

assuming she was deliberately copying S

tood in uncomfortable contra

question he didn't want to fa

f it was only because of the anger and co

tolerate the idea of his "ex-wife's" name being linked with another man

commanding. "Aden, think carefully abo

you referring to the woman who just escaped from a three-year nightmare?

rt ignited Julian

ian summoned his assi

ng and what she's doing," he ordere