Facade of Love

Chapter 162 I thank you so much, Yvette.

I grunted a yes and asked, “Anything else from Officer Jackson?”

“Nope.”

She was about to say more, but I cut her off, thinking about Madam Young’s recent sketchy moves, Just keep your eyes peeled these next couple of days, okay? Stay safe and try to hit the hay early.”

I ended the call feeling all jumbled up inside.

Maxwell caught the look on my face. “What’s up?” he asked, a crease of worry between his brows.

I just shook my head, wished him a good night, and headed back to my room with my coat in hand.

In bed, I could not stop thinking about Madam Young’s latest antics and Idris having Ensio dig up dirt from five years back. The more I thought, the messier my thoughts got, until everything was a blur.

The next morning, I woke up bleary–eyed from a night of tossing and turning to find a bunch of texts from Moore and missed calls from Ensio on my phone.

I called Ensio back first. He picked up right away, his voice steady as always, “Mrs. Young, got a sec?”

I hummed a yes and asked, “What’s going on?”

“Mr. Young sent me to drop something off

the window. Sure enough, Ensio’s car was parked just outside the gate. “Okay, just

the call, threw on a jacket, and dashed downstairs.

room, eyeing me as I descended. “About time you woke up. What time did you roll in last night? You’re going to run yourself ragged with these late nights and lazy

I answered

smile.

sheepish shake of my head. It was already midday; what rest was there to disturb?

me to deliver this to you. Also, there’s some paperwork for the villa at Clearwater Residence. Looks like you’ll need to swing

Paperwork?

found a divorce certificate, a bunch of bank cards, and a property

”

signed the divorce

and cards back to Ensio. Mr. Candor, could you please give these back to Idris? And tell him I don’t want the Clearwater Residence villa. Oh, and if he could make the time

a polite firmness, “Mrs. Young, Mr. Young insisted that if you don’t accept these, I shouldn’t bother

did he start throwing his weight around

and said, “Alright, could you please pass

the gentleman, replied, “Mrs. Young, it would be best if

him that Idris and I were no longer married, and he did not have to call me

I gathered up all the stuff and

eyebrow at the leather bag in