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.

Blake Parker really doing tonight? I wondered,

Blake’s POV

these reporters…” I frowned,

I’d kept tonight small – just friends and family. These cameras

said, squeezing my arm. “Don’t you think this moment

not mad, are you? This helps my career. I

the spotlight so long,” she added, her voice softening.

everyone I’m back.”

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

had just the right amount of tremor.

detail carefully, inviting people who

that red dress I’d bought her. She stood with Astrid, watching everything with

should’ve been simple, I thought. Why is nothing

Audrey’s POV

out. Darkness swallowed the ballroom, followed

nervous laughter.

grabbed my hand. “Power outage at the Four Seasons?

accidental. My brain tried to sort al, and now through the mixed signals

from months ago echoed in my head: “I can’t

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Chapter 139

that way about her.”

a birthday party sometime, just to be

forgotten that casual promise, especially after

As my eyes adjusted, I saw Michael and other Parker Group staff wheeling in a huge cake covered with

they pushed the cake forward, their voices filling the

Astrid whispered. “Another mistake?” She leaned closer.

birthday?”

made sense. “Maybe,” I said quietly, “it’s

shows today as

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the date wrong – your real birthday was two days ago. After three years together, how could he not know? Second, you’re

apparently, I thought as the cake

shattered the

she shrieked. “Turn the lights

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

are you doing?” She jabbed a finger

her,

everywhere, now you’re

spun toward Blake. “Look what your