attan penthouse, exhausted from hours of dealing
the warm glow of the foyer lamp. Instead, he
vast open living room with bright lig
d Asset Division Agreement lay exactly where she had placed it,
ssing his coat
h bluff. As if she has the
ange out of his clothes. The moment he
ped clean, devoid of her casual wear. On the nightstand, the silver picture fra
nked open every single drawer. Nothing remain
toothbrush, skincare products, and j
nched through his arrogance: Kimberley
from his pocket an
led is currently switche
ttress. Before he could call building security to pull th
Ivy League friend and elite corpo
the device and
the window was Kimberley, dressed in a daring, backless black evening gown, her hair falling softly over her
ouldered man in a tailored dark suit,
like your wife moved on before the ink was eve
ng red as a violent wave of jealousy tore through
the dresser and stormed t
hut, five-year-old Leo ran out from hisare you going?
face that carried Kimberley's exact eye shap
boy into his arms, and st
you how your mother behaves whe
tore through the streets of Midtown, running two yellow
toward the entrance, only to be stopped by
sir. The restaurant is
enturion Black Card from his wallet
tell the man who bought out this ro
ok at the card, remaining
e President, Mr. Daniels. Yo
le walnut doors swung open, and the head maître d
lmly. "Mr. Carlisle said that if Mr. Daniels is so d
o as he pushed his way inside. He was goi
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