"So, you set me up, hoping I'd be stuck in prison forever?" Eliza couldn't help but admire Nova's cunning, though it hadn't gone as planned. "Are you disappointed now?"

Nova let out a mocking laugh. Leaning on her cane, she took a step closer to Eliza. "Disappointed? Do you really think this is over? Our little game is just starting. You should know that between you and me, Casper will always have my back. Take Grandfather's funeral, for example. He'll have me attend as Mrs. Welton, keeping you out. What does that tell you if you still don't get it?"

Eliza knew. She just found it amusing.

Casper could care less about his own and the Welton family's reputation, and Nova could shamelessly show up at such an important event.

Was it a love that defied all logic? Maybe, but it was nothing to brag about.

"Nova, as long as he doesn't marry you, you're not that important to him, don't you think?"

This was a sore spot for Nova. She'd dropped hints, both subtle and blatant, about wanting to marry Casper. However, Casper never took the bait.

She had planned to use Tristan and a fake horoscope reader to force Casper into a divorce so she could marry him. Now, with Tristan and Casper at odds, she was stuck in the middle.

"Marrying me is just a matter of time, Eliza. You know why he hasn't divorced you yet, don't you?"

Now, with Jeffrey gone,

Nova aside. "Oh, and I'm definitely going to settle that score with

mocking Eliza's bravado. "What can you do to me? With just one

phone. "I've got a recording. We'll

"You..."

doors opened. Eliza, in her high heels,

limping along, followed her out of the elevator. She'd always been jealous of Eliza, who had been pampered by the Henderson family and was

to cling to Casper, marry into the

have a recording? Who knew if it

if Eliza had a recording, all Nova had to do was lie to Casper, and he'd believe

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