Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 295

Despite everything, hearing Astrid’s fierce, protective voice made me smile inside. The scandals hadn’t broken her spirit. She was still my fierce, loyal friend.

“Mrs. Knox.”

I jumped, not realizing Blake had approached. He stood a few feet away, hands in his pockets, studying me with that penetrating. gaze I knew too well.

“You heard what was said on that call,” he stated rather than asked.

“Pretty hard not to,” I replied, raising an eyebrow.

With Astrid’s volume, pretending otherwise would’ve been ridiculous.

Blake narrowed his eyes. “The similarities between your designs and my late wife’s work are striking. Care to explain?”

“Explain what, exactly?” I countered.

The similarities had shocked me too when I first saw Evelyn’s designs. What she created mirrored my own style in so many ways, yet with distinct differences in the details. It was as though we’d shared the same creative instincts despite never meeting.

in love with jewelry design, both developed similar aesthetic principles. To an outsider, it might

here talking collaboration, then

palpable. “If you question my wife’s

“I’m interested in your work, Mrs. Knox. But you can’t deny the resemblance to Audrey Sinclair’s designs. All I’m

process. But here’s my question for you, Mr. Parker – your ex-wife is dead.

your wife’s design process? Do you know what inspired her? Her techniques? Her creative

Blake’s face.

mouth opened, closed, then opened again. No words came

I’d struck a nerve.

he never once noticed how much I loved designing jewelry. Never asked

disbelief. “You supposedly loved your ex-wife enough to try killing yourself after

head, not bothering to hide my disgust. “But you can’t even tell

someone you never

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Blake’s POV

I closed my eyes.

me this way would be out of