Becoming Strangers Again by Lily

RYAN

The internet has been on fire ever since Angelo released the photos and videos exactly as I instructed. The reaction was everything I'd hoped for it had the precise impact I wanted on Maya, and I'm relishing every moment of it. Watching the world buzz with chatter, knowing I orchestrated this drama, brings a twisted satisfaction. And yes, I even paid extra to keep the news trending at the top, just to be sure it wouldn't slip away quietly. Petty? Maybe. But sometimes, petty is worth every penny. Today, I agreed to accompany my mum for an interview she's been looking forward to, and to my surprise, Lily offered to join us. She mentioned she'd drop the boys off at her friend Becky's place before we headed to the venue together. We ended up arriving in New York earlier than we'd planned. Mum decided she wanted to go home first, so I had the driver drop her off. I rode along with Lily and the boys to Becky's place instead.

As we pulled up outside Becky's house, I slipped my phone from my pocket and dialed Angelo's number, eager to get a quick update.

"Hello, boss," he answered, his voice bright and cheerful. I could tell he was enjoying this whole operation just as much as I was. "Have you arrived in New York?"

"Yes." I replied, glancing at Lily, whose fingers were absentmindedly turning my wedding ring. "I want you to find a buyer. ASAP."

"What are you selling?" Angelo sounded slightly taken aback. He knew I rarely let go of any of my investments.

"The estate," I replied, catching his surprised chuckle. "I want it sold." This wasn't just about money or business-this was a move to make it clear that only one woman had the power to influence my choices, and that was my wife, Lily.

As I spoke, I leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to Lily's forehead. "If you can find a buyer before nightfall and arrange for an inspection, I'd really appreciate it."

Lily tilted her head thoughtfully, a faint smile playing on her lips. "I'll buy it," she mused, straightening up a little. "I can have someone inspect it for me, but I'm willing to make the purchase myself."

I blinked at her, taken aback by her offer. "You actually want it?"

Lily nodded. "I feel like that building should stay in the family, and since you want to spite Maya by selling it, me buying it would be like killing two birds with one stone."

I shook my head. "If you want it, then it's yours, but there's no way I'm taking your money for it."

She scoffed lightly. "Bringing sentiment into business, are we?"

With a smile, I leaned down and kissed her, savoring the moment. "With you, nothing is ever just business."

back to Angelo. "Don't worry about finding a buyer. I'm gifting the property to Lily. She'll have someone inspect it and get back

regards, and I'll

that Lily had such a warm and caring friend. After

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in the afternoon, we picked up Mum and began the

every movement. My nerves were on edge, prepared to step in if she became too emotional or if the interviewer overstepped, pushing

"How did you feel when you found out that your husband had a child outside the

band on her finger-the same

by a woman I welcomed into our home, a woman I trusted

and then followed up with another question, clearly relishing this sensitive topic. "What was your relationship

voice grew softer

more of her side of the

building something better for herself. That's how close we were. She looked at the interviewer and let out a bitter chuckle. "People would sometimes mistake us for sisters. As sad as I was that she was leaving, I was also proud that she

as you claim, why

took a steadying

so many times to

where she

dodge the question. She'd give. excuses, avoid my

did answer it was with an attitude that pushed me away.

relief as I saw Mum handle each question. The interview seemed to be progressing smoothly, and Lily, by my side, squeezed my hand in

inspect the estate, and I'd received a message

to treat ourselves and planned to pick up the boys for dinner out. However,

mine. She marched toward me, her eyes blazing with anger, her hand raised to strike. But before she could make contact, Lily stepped forward,