Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Upon returning to the Rosewood Manor, Maja booted up her laptop and checked the chatter on social media.

Some blamed Shawn, others blamed her, but most were blaming the Star Movie Group.

The mother of an autistic child, who had posted an online article, was even planning a press conference later in the day, accusing Star Movie Group of not reaching out to her.

Maja got hold of the mother’s contact number and made an initial call.

The woman didn’t pick up.

Having tested the waters, Maja hung up.

She then instructed her staff at Rosewood Manor to track the parents of the autistic child and to locate the whereabouts of Linda and her entourage.

After leaving the BlueSky Bar the previous night, the rich kids had moved into a villa bought by Judith in Greenfield.

The villa was staffed with servants to cater to their every whim, as the rich kids partied hard.

Maja was vaguely aware of the more liberal customs in North America, where policies were much more relaxed.

She drummed her fingers on the desk, just as her phone pinged with a new message, from Judith.

[I told you, without Ian, you’re nothing. But even without Ian, I’m still the high and mighty princess of the Sanders family.]

[Maja, some people are born lowly. Your incarcerated parents and brother have already destined you for a dirty future. Stop struggling, no one can save you.]

Maja ignored these two messages.

herself visited Dylan. She always played the pitiful

picked up after a couple

“Maja?”

voice was low, somewhat apologetic, “I’ve been at my brother’s villa lately. He doesn’t want me defending you during this time,

understood his predicament, but asked anyway, “Does Linda

pursuing my brother for

does Dylan have someone

The only person he’s close with is Judith. He really spoils her, without

Sanders family was causing

to Beck, then casually

Sanders is a bit too doting on Judith? It always seemed to

like a bolt of lightning, leaving

naïve among the Sanders family,

“What do you mean?”

Sanders family. Regardless of what she did, they would never

doubt was planted, Beck would certainly view the two with

is a bit off. If Judith isn’t really a Sanders, could it be that Mr.

“Maja!”

feeling the sharp gaze of his

stiffened, awkwardly hanging up the

dressed in a suit, exuded an

and threw herself into Dylan’s

at my villa, it’s so noisy. Can I stay