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The next morning, Yolanda was ready to head out when she ran into Charles coming downstairs.

He wore a dark suit, his 6’2” frame giving off a heavy sense of pressure. Seeing her at the door, he frowned.

“Where are you going?” he asked.

Yolanda bent down at the entryway to change her shoes. She had shed her usual softness and dressed sharp. “I want to check on my old studio.”

She had once co–invested in a studio that trained talents, but after getting married, she barely managed it.

Now she still had some savings left to put in, and she had signed a few talents before—she wanted to see how they were doing.

Charles’s face darkened. “Sixty thousand dollars a month in allowance isn’t enough?”

He thought she should stay home, a vase waiting for him to come back. For the past two years, she had done just that.

Yolanda felt a tightness in her chest. Her shoes were on. “I want to go back to work.”

His eyes lingered on her for a few seconds before he looked away, his tone flat again. “Suit yourself.”

He believed she would come back defeated soon enough, once she saw how harsh the outside world was.

He walked to the dining table and noticed breakfast was different.

breakfast today?”

cooked his meals herself,

Sinclair said from now on, we’ll handle

quiet, too lazy to

he had ignored her lately. A few gifts would

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poster hanging outside. On it was the brand ambassador chosen for Sinclair

pulled her gaze back and gripped

Sophie Sutton, a girl Charles had personally brought into the spotlight. Yolanda didn’t know what it was about Sophie that obsessed him, but now

a deep breath

floor back then. Now the doors were wide open, and all she could hear was the sound

and saw a young man inside the studio wearing a black T–shirt, boxing gloves

long, his muscles elegant and well–defined, not overly bulky, carrying a raw youthfulness. He was slightly taller than

younger than Charles. Though silent, his beautiful eyes, now lowered,

up. “Excuse

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his head to glance at her, and because he stopped moving, the

hurriedly pushed open the glass door and walked inside.

a little red.

wrong–this was

had paid five years‘ rent in

amount.

to have turned into a boxing room. Yolanda stood there without a word, like

aside. He turned and opened the

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