Connor immediately shook his head, "I really have no clue."

"Well, then I have no choice but to call the cops. Once they're here, they'll surely drag Mr. Connor down to the station for a little chat too. Can't promise they won't dig up something else!" Estelle whipped out her phone, ready to dial.

"Wait, don't call!"

Connor, in a panic, tried to get closer to Estelle but was held back by the bodyguard behind him, "Stay put!"

Connor shivered, begging Estelle with his eyes, "Please don't call, I'll tell you everything. Just don't get the cops involved!"

He was a self-made man, and throughout his career, there were a couple of skeletons in his closet he preferred to keep hidden. The last thing he wanted was police involvement.

"Out with it, then!" Estelle lowered her phone.

Connor frowned, obviously reluctant to spill, "It was my ex-wife, Grace!"

"What?" Sophia's eyes widened in shock, "Your ex-wife?"

"Yes!" Connor scowled deeply, "She just can't let go. I gave her nearly half of everything during the divorce, yet she's still clinging on, trying to ruin my upcoming wedding out of spite!"

a glance; the revelation was unexpected

of his ex-wife Grace surprised

did your ex-wife find out about your

She didn't spell it out, but it sounded like someone

then shifted

stood up

disappointment, "You tipped her off, didn't you? And you're not

on the verge of tears,

to the chase. Who paid you off?" Sophia pressed, "If you don't talk, we'll just

Connor, finally broke down in tears, "Sophia, I'm so sorry,

I want to know what happened," Sophia

head, her eyes darting around nervously, "It-It was Grace. She had someone

knew about his

that Ms. Yolanda's ring was your

gave me a card, said to report back or send her photos if

quivered, "I was just so short on cash, Sophia. I didn't mean any

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