On a quiet, summer night in Wragos, Rosalynn Fuller sat on the sofa in her home, browsing through some news on her phone. ©

“Brian Hughes, CEO of Hughes Group, attended a social event with the famous actress, Eleanor Hilton. They later retired to a hotel and spent the night together. Intimate pictures of the two have been captured…”

This particular article was among the trending topics online, and it spread all over the Internet like wildfire.

Rosalynn pushed her black-framed glasses against the bridge of her nose and peered at the photos published with the article, her face devoid of any expression.

The pictures were blurry, but one could make out the silhouette of a man and a woman kissing by the window.

This man, Brian Hughes, was none other than her husband, and the heir to the wealthiest and most influential family in the city. ©

a powerful man who had control over the economic lifeline of

ridiculous as it would sound to most people, Brian had never set foot in their home since they got married two

he hadn’t even shown up when their

he had sent his lawyer to represent him, completing

the start that

relented was because of his grandmother, Debora

for the favor, he had boldly requested her grandson to marry his

first, Rosalynn had harbored

actresses. It was more than enough to disappoint her and shatter her

pursed her lips as she finished reading the article, then she went over to her contact list, searched for Brian’s number, and called

first time she had ever called

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