In one of the photos, Carlos recognized the man. Somewhere in a garden as they played, Debbie sitting on a swing, while Hayden stood behind pushing her with unmistakable enjoyment.

If this photo couldn’t prove that Debbie had an affair with Hayden, there were still several other photos in which she was sleeping in the arms of a strange man. In a fit of rage, Carlos crumpled the photo he was holding in his left hand, and banged on the table with the other.

There was no need to go through the remaining photos

In addition to the photos, there was also an enclosed note in the folder.

In Debbie’s unmistakable handwriting, it read, “Apart from his money, what else did Carlos mean to me? Nothing. Zero. Zilch! Now that is a closed chapter. Carlos is dead, and I’m a free woman. On top of that,

I’m pregnant with another man’s baby. A man I slept with while I was in

England. The game here is simple. Since his dad has never wanted me in the family, I’ll leave this city with money. It has to be good money, I swear! Five million dollars is the least I’ll take. Nothing less! And

leave Alorith for

was sickening. What did this woman have

and banged on the desk. The pen that was sitting on the edge of the

shouted. When he realized he had shouted, he Looked around cautiously, then said through gritted

Carlos kept swearing.

her for the third day in

several times, but didn’t see Carlos

house and had some fun playing with Piggy and Justus, but the bad feeling just wouldn’t budge. Later, when she

At long Last, when she was almost giving

Are you busy

speaker, so Debbie’s voice reverberated

familiar voice, Carlos couldn’t help but recall the photos and the

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