After the divorce, he begged

Chapter 28

Chapter 28

“If that’s your excuse, then go to the hospital and apologize to Mom,” Rebecca said, her voice clear and unwavering.

Richard set down his glass and slowly rose to his feet.

Rebecca thought he was about to go with her, only to see the guilt on his face vanish–replaced by something dark and cold.

“You think Amelia deserves my apology?” Richard took a step closer, his mask slipping completely. “Let me remind you: if I hadn’t left you two in Jelasburg, you would never have met someone like Jeffrey.”

Rebecca finally realized Richard wasn’t here to make things right.

“You should thank me,” Richard went on, his voice growing louder. “I’m the reason you got to live the high life as Mrs. Hanson.”

“I can’t believe Mom ever loved someone like you,” Rebecca said, the last trace of warmth draining from her voice. She

turned to leave.

“Watch your mouth!” Richard snapped. He grabbed her arm and shoved her back onto the couch. “Remember who put a roof over your head all those years.”

Rebecca was about to fire back when he cut her off, “I heard you divorced Jeffrey.”

Rebecca frowned. ‘The divorce is something barely anyone knew about–so how did he?‘

“Let’s cut the crap,” Richard said coldly. The earlier grief was gone, replaced by pure calculation. “I’m here for your divorce settlement. I don’t want it all–just give me seventy percent.”

“Then you’ll be disappointed.” Rebecca got to her feet, her voice dripping with cold mockery. “Jeffrey didn’t give me a

dime.”

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patience is about to

grateful she hadn’t gotten a

divorce, then you should also know I had to sell the wedding ring to cover Mom’s

hint of a lie. But her eyes were steady and cold–dead

far less than it was worth. He assumed it was because Jeffrey had given her so

you nothing?”

talk. She turned to leave, ready to cut

had been good to her throughout her childhood,

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got tough–were all those happy memories just

staring hard at her stunning face, “then you’ll have to

could process his meaning, he was already dragging her toward

Stanley, who had been scoping out the bar, saw the whole thing. He quickly snapped a photo, sent it to Jeffrey, and made the call.

hand was gripping Rebecca’s arm,

over to the private room’s door, peering through the crack. “Want me to go in and get her? These guys are bad news. Your

fingers tapping slowly on the

a word, but Stanley

guest list,” Jeffrey

“But what

he could get an answer, his phone was hacked. The rear camera flicked on by itself,

speechless. ‘Seriously? You could’ve

with smoke. As Richard dragged Rebecca in, almost every eye

her roughly toward a group of men. “Go make

them asked, looking Rebecca up and down with a

my daughter, Rebecca,” Richard said with a flattering smile–a complete change from earlier. “She’ll be

an issue,” the man laughed, trading a meaningful look

a hatred so intense it was almost terrifying.

the face, his eyes cold and cruel. “Drinking with these gentlemen is an honor. You think you’re still Jeffrey’s precious wife?”

Jeffrey was one with her and had thrown