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!"

and Estelle exchanged a glance; the revelation was unexpected

Connor's mention of his ex-wife Grace surprised her and Sophia, Tina, who was nearby, clenched her phone

"How did your ex-wife find out about your meeting

about it. She didn't spell

gaze then shifted

confrontation, stood up in a panic,

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

verge of tears, "I-I-I

you don't talk, we'll just have Mr. Connor's ex-wife come

under the stern gaze of Connor, finally broke down in

I want to know what happened,"

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

knew about his

that Ms. Yolanda's ring was your design.

said to report back or send her photos if

was just so short on cash, Sophia. I didn't

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