Chapter 317

It just didn’t make sense.

Every stitch I made was even and tight, and I had the entire dress tailored to her body so perfectly that even if the strap broke, it would catch on her chest instead of falling off immediately. Unless the zipper at the back also gave way at the same time.

But that couldn’t be. The fabric and zipper were from suppliers I’d worked with since my days at the Ferguson Group. Quality was never a question. After all, I made the dress with my own hands.

Grabbing my coat, I rushed onstage to cover her up, but she slapped me across the face as if possessed! “Did you do this on purpose to humiliate me today?”

Without thinking, I slapped her back. “Dorothy, I’m not foolish enough to ruin my own reputation!”

Dorothy glared at me, lunging again, but Bryant, calm as ever, stepped in from nowhere, pulling her behind him and draping his jacket over her shoulders. What a perfect picture of a knight in shining armor.

two bodyguards, visibly shaking with anger. “Lock

brow, Susan scoffed, “Mr. Ferguson, you’re not defending her today, are you?”

Bryant didn’t glance my way, his voice as cold as midwinter frost, “She’s just an ex–wife.”

the

the tip of the iceberg. Lowering my gaze, too tired to

front, and the other watched from behind. Christine tried to reach me, but other

and drove me to a

stay here

we pick another place?” I pleaded as the door was about to

bodyguard said, “That’s Mrs. Myers‘

shut, plunging me into darkness. My first instinct was to find my phone, but I left it in my

was a fruitless effort. The guard mocked from outside, “Don’t bother. The power’s cut in the storage.” Hopelessness washed over me. Memories flooded back as I sank

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