Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Audrey’s POV

Thalia looked at me like I’d just asked the dumbest question in the world.

“Tonight is my brother and Laurel’s proposal,” she said with a smirk. “Blake’s been planning it for

over a month.”

I pointed to the decorations. “Then why does everything say ‘Happy Birthday?”

Thalia followed my gesture to a white ribbon hanging from the ceiling. Gold letters spelled “Happy Birthday” across its length.

Her mouth dropped open. “That’s ”

“Look at the gifts too,” Astrid said, nodding toward a corner table stacked with white and gold boxes, each with “Happy Birthday” tags.

Thalia spun around, suddenly noticing all the birthday decorations shed somehow missed. Her composure vanished.

“This is wrong! Where’s security?” she snapped. “This…”

A commotion at the entrance cut her off. Laurel appeared in a blue gown that caught the light perfectly, photographers trailing behind her. Camera flashes bounced off the chandeliers as she paused dramatically.

“Blake darling!” she called.

Blake stepped out from a side door in a black suit. Laurel headed straight for him, looping her arm through his with practiced ease. She turned toward the cameras with a camera–perfect smile.

Reporters swarmed around them.

“Look this way!”

“Perfect couple!”

“Mr. Parker, what’s tonight’s occasion?”

Thalia’s earlier confusion vanished. “It’s starting!” She clapped excitedly. “Laurel’s moment is here!”

She shot me a warning look, “Don’t mess this up.”

“Right, because we’re dying to ruin this special moment for the cheater and his mistress,” Astrid

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muttered, giving Thalia a withering look.

I grabbed some juice from a passing waiter and watched Blake’s face. His jaw was tight as he leaned toward Laurel, whispering something. Whatever was happening, he wasn’t happy about it.

doing tonight? I wondered, studying

Blake’s POV

frowned, keeping my

wasn’t what I planned. I’d kept tonight small –

“Don’t you think this moment

wide eyes. “You’re not mad, are you?

spotlight so long,” she

everyone I’m back.”

my head. “Laurel, not everything needs an audience. This was supposed to

voice had just the right amount of

every detail carefully, inviting people who knew Audrey. Now strangers with press badges

spotted Audrey across the room in that red dress I’d bought her. She stood with Astrid, watching everything

been simple, I thought. Why

Audrey’s POV

lights suddenly went out. Darkness swallowed the ballroom, followed

nervous laughter.

my hand. “Power outage at the Four Seasons? That’s

to sort al, and now through the mixed signals – birthday decorations at what was supposed to be a pr this theatrical

in my head: “I can’t give her a wedding ceremony. I don’t

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Chapter 139

that way about her.”

a

I’d thought he’d forgotten that casual promise, especially

the distance. As my eyes adjusted, I saw Michael and other Parker Group staff wheeling in a huge

pushed the cake forward,

on?” Astrid whispered. “Another mistake?” She leaned closer. “Is it actually

birthday?”

cake as everything suddenly made sense.

shows today as

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you a birthday party, that’s wild. First, he got the date wrong – your real birthday was two days ago. After three years together, how

apparently, I thought

voice shattered the

she shrieked. “Turn

lights suddenly blazed on. Thalia stormed across the room toward Michael, her pink dress

a finger

just stared at her, still holding

ruined everything!” she yelled. “First birthday decorations everywhere, now

toward Blake. “Look what