Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

"Xenia is all about the glitz and glamour, and you played right into her greed with a tempting offer she couldn't resist," Leanne said, laying out the situation with a hint of irony in her tone. "After all, Curtis is the man of the hour at Vector Vista Bank, wealthy, talented, and blessed with a face too charming to turn down. Climbing up by his side would set her up for life."

"It's a golden opportunity, and of course, Xenia was thrilled. She was ready to go under the knife to make it happen while you didn't have to spend a dime."

Leanne finished calmly, and her voice tinged with a faint sarcasm. "Is that right?"

What did it matter that Grace introduced her to Curtis? Xenia was the one who wanted to transform from a nobody into a high-flyer. What did that have to do with Grace?

How could anyone prove Grace had instigated this? From start to finish, Xenia was the only one who benefitted. Grace had no motive.

"Give a dog a bad name and hang him," Grace retorted. "Leanne, I don't know why you're suspicious of me. Nothing I say would matter if you take her side, right?"

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