Rebirth Into My Second Chance

The next day, Claude had a finance news interview scheduled, and bright and early, Kate brought over a makeup artist. "Claude, today's finance news segment is crucial for you. Having a makeup artist can pep up your appearance."

I saw Claude's face darken with displeasure, but he agreed.

Makeup or not, Claude was naturally handsome, and putting on his glasses added a touch of scholarly cunning to his allure.

I hadn't anticipated the interview would once again thrust me into the limelight. As I sat beside Claude, watching the host interview Claude about his impeccable performance in business, a pursuit of perfection that seemed almost too intense. "Mr. Hart, I've heard you have a spouse?"

I felt Claude stiffen at the question. I was curious about what he would reveal to the public about me.

"Yes," Claude admitted.

Instinctively, I glanced down at Kate, searching her face for any emotion and wondering if she was not bothered by her beloved man acknowledging someone else as his spouse on national television.

The host asked, "We've heard some tension between you and your spouse."

to jump off the roof and threatening him splashed

footage from playing. But it was a live national broadcast. There was no stopping it. Everyone saw the dramatic scenes

the renowned Mr. Hart, to be

letdown, dragging down a

bar-hopping, refusing to come home these past

just not worthy of

"Enough!" Claude stood up, straightened his jacket, and declared, "The TV station can expect a lawsuit from my

stormed off the stage, and I felt my spirit

anger stemmed from the fact that I had become a blemish in his perfect career, publicly exposed, tarnishing his

hurried after him. "Claude, I just found out that Lydia from the family had sold the surveillance footage to the TV station. She did it for a hefty sum, raising the station's ratings in the

been kind to me. She fed me and comforted

money?

transfer records revealing Lydia's substantial

kicked out when we got home. She left crying,