Too Late For Regret: The Ex-Wife's Escape

Chapter 8

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nged into the ill-fitting gray uniform, which was a size too big

ning supplies and a long list of areas

"You keep your head down. You see nothing, you hear nothing.

g the heavy cart to b

deliers, marble floors, and priceless art at every turn. It

she heard two glamorous women chat

going crazy looking for his ex-

that running loose is an embarrassment. If i

th more force than necessary, as if she hadn't h

hallway was carpeted in thick plush, so

to knock and announce her presence,

orframe, a glass of whiskey in his hand

out her fake name. "How a

remembered Veronica's warning and simply low

n't be nervous. I'm not a guest, I'm the owner

ance between them. The scent of whiskey

answer. His amber eyes were full of probing curiosit

r voice low. She took a subtle step

"I would have thought a true socialite would n

apped her head up, her eyes shar

were a fine piece of art. "Don't be so tense. I

Eloise asked, her vo

s Jane Doe, happen to appear on his turf at the exact same time. It wasn't hard to connect the dots." He savored the flash of alarm in her eyes before continuing.

toward the most secure area of the club, where

was telling her she could use this

t only knew who she was, he h

're talking about," El

soon enough. Work hard, 'Jane'." He turned,

e was being watched by a snake. It hadn't struck yet, but

erfect place to gather information, to find the truth. She

and pushed her cart down the hall. The path ahead

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Too Late For Regret: The Ex-Wife's Escape

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“After three agonizing years in prison, Eloise Knight finally walked out of the heavy iron gates. Waiting for her was her billionaire husband, Carter James. He didn't come to welcome her, but to see if prison had finally broken her into an obedient wife. Three years ago, he stood in court and presented the very evidence that condemned her for murdering her best friend-a vintage letter opener he knew was a gift from her late father. When Eloise turned her back on his luxury car and walked away, Carter's ruthless nature was unleashed. "Freeze every single one of her accounts. I don't want one cent flowing to her." He cut off her credit cards, her bank accounts, and even the trust fund left by her mother. He wanted to leave her penniless and starving on the cold streets of New York, absolutely certain she would soon come crawling back to beg for his mercy. In the freezing night, clutching only an old suitcase, Eloise felt a bitter clarity. She remembered her murdered best friend's secretive smile, boasting about a way to steal Carter's heart just days before her death. She realized she had been framed by the two people she trusted most. Why did Carter hate her so much? How could they destroy her life so easily without a second thought? But she was no longer the naive Mrs. James. Eloise signed the divorce papers, left them on his pristine coffee table, and vanished into the night. She disguised herself as a mute cleaner at the exclusive Elysian Club, stepping right into his playground to find the truth and clear her name.”