Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

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Chapter 76

Sophia tilted her head, her eyes welling up despite her best efforts. Anyone with half a brain knew a husband wouldn’t drag his wife atong for business entertainment. Yet, here she was, at her husband’s damn nightclub, “volunteering” this time. But the last time? That was a whole other story.

inded over to some creep named George, abandoned without a second glance. Jason clearly saw her getting manhandled, but didn’t bat an eye. If Luna and Oliver hadn’t intervened… well, she might not be here today. How could she forgive that kind of betrayal? That kind of humiliation? He deserved to rot. She wouldn’t rest until he did.

“There’s no need to doubt me. Jason asked me to come here. You’ve probably heard about what happened in the private room a few days ago. My husband sent me to Mr. George’s bed.”

The manager felt like he’d swallowed a live grenade. Mr. Wilson’s orders had kept the incident under wraps Rumors of George roughing up his wife, sure, but nothing concrete. Did the boss really send his own wife to another man? Despicable didn’t even begin to cover it. “Why in the world would he do that? You’re his wife! Won’t he be mortified if you’re seen like this?”

A

divorce, just not public yet. Don’t worry about me. I’m

and chew him out a struggle. Instead, he bowed deeply.

her head, her dark eyes

Floor, Private

was eyeing international expansion, and Greg had connections with the Watson Group ter

of them said, “Lust is the hottest club in Cester City. Gorgeous women, all legs and smooth skin. Mr. Wilson considers you an honored guest, so tonight, the pick of the litter

that’ll melt your stress away with a single

man perpetually under his wife’s thumb back home, practically vibrated with excitement. Cester City, his chance to

was pushed open.

group. “Gentlemen, Mr. Wilson wants you well taken care of. Anything you need, just ask.” Greg’s eyes darted towards the alluring figures visible from the doorway. His heart pounded. But there was a flicker of something in the manager’s gaze that suggested the woman outside wasn’t thrilled about this. High society lady