Nine months too late: After divorce by Baby Charlene

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Flipping through the pages, she wrinkled her nose.

"How're we certain she did this

herself?"

Sylvie's lips parted in disbelief. Her grandmother could never see any good in her, could she?

"For all we know, she could be as deceptive as her mother." She added, her words piercing Sylvie's chest like an arrow. Holding out his hand, Natalie returned the book to Galen who handed it back to Sylvie..

"Keep practicing." He dismissed her.

With a subtle nod, Sylvie left the

room.

t she stood outside the door, the sound of Natalie's voice reaching her ears.

"That girl shouldn't be here. I don't like her. Do you see the way she behaves? She doesn't act like she has the blood of Cheng in her! "How could Miller have done a thing like this? No! I blame it all on that whore, Floria. She must've forcefully gotten pregnant for him.

girl can never amount to anything good in this family!"

alie wouldn't stop ranting.

Natal

Sylvie's hands shook beside her.

She walked away, holding the sketchbook to herself.

By

six p.m. the family were on their way

to the party.

Sylvie stood and watched from her window as they all got into the cars, every one of them looking exquisitely dressed.

left behind, like the outcast

melancholic when the gates closed behind them. She returned to

Minutes ticked by.

was going to be pure luxury and smell of wealth as only the richest were invited. But it wasn't the guests she thought about. It was the host. of wealth

entire Cheng family as his enemy! Astrid's words sent a chill all the way to

could it get

demand answers to the questions that's been lurking in ber mind: Did he know what happened with the kids? Did they mean nothing to him?

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room. An hour later, her restless thoughts

wore a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt. She didn't have a car yet and had to make use

Seated

dawned on her. She didn't have any invite. Mr. Cheng was the one in charge of it, and he'd already gone with the necessary family members.

Sylvie didn't try to stop. When she'd left the house, a part of her had known she might never make it inside. She wasn't going to the venue because she wanted to attend the party, but because she wanted

stopping at the entrance to the street. The rest of it was

of her sweatshirt over her head and continued the rest

her sweaty hands into her sweat pockets, her heart

personnel littered the streets. Sylvie wasn't the only one walking on foot, and she guessed

they

why did need to to

of being recognized? She wasn't a wanted criminal. Or had Kage given

thought. How much did he

guests were getting that close

past, going through

eyes as she looked up at the tall building,

like. She imagined Kage being as charming as always in his expensive suit, tie, cufflinks. He was surely going to look as grumpy as always, saying a few words to people and ignoring the ones he didn't like. Tears came rolling down her cheeks. She never wanted to admit it, but she's missed him. He used to be hers. His words from the last day

the day I met you. I wish you never came to Easton High, because then, we'd never have crossed paths and Marilyn

in his voice, the detachment in his eyes. He hated her now, enough that he didn't even

long time, imagining what it'd be

more than a mere wish, she

thoughts as she walked down the dark street, the party hall behind her. Her eyes were

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whole

lifted them up when she