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.

visited Dylan. She always played the pitiful act

called Beck, who picked up after a

“Maja?”

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

asked anyway,

my

have someone he

work. The only person he’s close with

the Sanders family was causing her trouble, why shouldn’t she use them to

to Beck, then casually

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

remark hit Beck like a bolt of lightning, leaving him

was the most naïve among the Sanders

“What do you mean?”

in the Sanders family. Regardless

was planted, Beck would certainly

a bit off. If Judith isn’t really a Sanders, could it be that Mr. Sanders is in love with her? He just can’t express his feelings due to their

“Maja!”

immediately feeling the sharp gaze

awkwardly hanging up

dressed in a suit, exuded an

returned and

all at my villa, it’s so noisy. Can