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Previously known just as Miss Hudson, Renee’s status was simple. But now, her associations recast her

in a different light.

No longer just Miss Hudson, she became Mrs. King, a friend of the young master of the Moore family, an inspiration to Freddy, well–known to the RICH bar owner, and a close friend of the Lambert family’s third heir’s fiancée… How many titles did that make?

It was astonishing!

Suddenly, Susanna was the center of attention for everyone.

“Renee, don’t get too comfortable. Our group is hardly short on women who’ve been divorced or left behind,” Alyssa said, her voice low and threatening, close to Renee’s ear.

“Just look at those guys hanging out with Mr. King. There’s Wyatt, who easily ignores his crowd of fans, and Levy, dressed in his light cream suit, who tends to change girlfriends every month. How long do you think you’ll manage to stay as Mrs. King?”

Renee gave her a quick look. “No matter how long I stay, it’s longer than you could ever imagine of getting for yourself.”

Alyssa, ready to snap back, stopped and gave her a smile when she noticed Marcelo standing not far

away.

“See, Mr. King is off to meet Vivian!”

On the second floor’s far end, separated by soundproof glass, was a calm retreat.

“Marcelo, about that day in the hospital…I’m sorry. I let my emotions get the best of me. I’ve realized that

it was indeed my fault,” Vivian said, her head bowed in guilt and regret.

Marcelo just hummed, showing hardly any reaction.

He had actually forgotten all about their hospital incident.

His thoughts had never really lingered on Vivian.

“Later on, Paul and Jessica suggested I should join King’s jewelry company as the head designer…” Vivian gave Marcelo a cautious look.

This idea came from Paul, but Vivian made sure to include Jessica, aware of her significance to Marcelo.

“If that’s what you want.” Marcelo remained unbothered.

Firstly, the King company had nothing to do with him.

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Moreover, Vivian wasn’t his woman.

He simply didn’t care.

Vivian let out a sigh of relief.

When Marcelo didn’t catch her intention, he inquired, “Did you come to join in some fun?”

Wyatt had asked

drop by, but…” Vivian paused. “I’m worried your wife might not be keen on seeing me, considering our past. She might have gotten

be pitiful, hoping Marcelo would say that Renee didn’t get the wrong idea and invite

celebrate Marcelo and Renee’s wedding. If she showed up, it could spark wild guesses about their old “love triangle” among their

hornets!

surprise, Marcelo’s response was

wouldn’t be right for

Marcelo with

had no desire to

statement was as clear as it was

she known earlier, she wouldn’t have resorted

appreciate it. I apologize for any inconvenience I may have caused you and your wife,” Vivian said, skillfully changing the subject. She produced a

small, fitting comfortably in the palm of a hand, adorned with

Marcelo

of it being a wedding gift made

to be

suddenly reached out towards his hair, as

interaction might

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scene with

her hand, she inadvertently caught Renee’s cold gaze over Marcelo’s shoulder.

you,” Marcelo stepped back, avoiding her touch. “If

and his brother’s final wishes, Marcelo was willing to

protection.

clear that any further contact should

heart had plummeted to the ground

and yearning. But before she could speak,

on the verge of losing her temper and

expression.

come out?” He casually took her hand, slightly bowed his head to show her his hair,

something in

Renee was puzzled by

there was something

realized Vivian’s actions were a

was something there,” Renee said, scrutinizing

What is it?”

my mistake. There’s

glance. “Really? What

touch you, you might have found yourself in trouble,” Renee

her veiled threat, he chose not to

”

firmly as a form of punishment and warning. His

you ever betray me,

trailed off

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for my forgiveness every

face away, refusing

had once thought Marcelo to be a

in private, his coarse language was no different from any other