My Revenge, My True Love

lian Croft was on every ne

trategist anymore. He was the

ator Sterling Found,"

rling, a woman from a political dynasty, was weeping on screen, her arm wrapped around Julian.

s, her voice thick with emotion. She held up Julian' s hand. "His

era zoo

to the one Leo had given me. The one si

my ribs. It was a lie. A

had to find out how d

m an unknown number. It was Isabell

sting a small pre-wedding charity event, and we need an extra pair of hands. T

ruel offer. They wanted to parade me

re," I said,

contempt. Julian watched me with a smug, satisfied smirk, convinced my presence was proof of my undying love for him. He was attentive to Isabelle, whispering in her ear, his

r their table, I overheard

even question it. Julian had a small birthmark added to his shoulder to ma

ring was

s they were leaving, Isabelle pretended to stu

voice dripping with false distress. She

. My hands trembled as I tried to fix the delicate strap. Isabe

out, sending me sprawlin

ng away in disgust as Julian he

spers of the crowd washing over me. I didn't f

y thought I was broken. They had n