“Moonlit Flowers on Cliffside’s Edge…” James muttered to himself. 

That painting was his family’s most important heirloom. 

Before his grandfather died, he told James that their family could be wiped out, but that painting was the one thing they could not lose. 

It remained in James’s mind, even after ten years. 

“Get ready. We act tonight.” 

 

“Understood.” Henry nodded. 

“Alright, you should leave. My wife’s about to get off work. She doesn’t want me to be around knaves and hooligans, and it’s obvious from your appearance alone that you’re not a good guy. If my wife saw you, I’d be in for another lecture.” 

Henry’s expression fell. 

He was just slightly darker-skinned. Why does that make him a hooligan? Why would that make him a bad guy? 

“Don’t just stand there, get lost.” James sent a kick his way. 

Henry turned and left. 

James glanced at the time. Thea’s work had ended. She would be coming out any moment. 

He pushed his electric motorcycle along and made his way to the Callahans’ Eternality Group. Before he could approach the entrance, however, he spotted a woman walking out of the building. 

She was five foot ten, clad in formal business attire that consisted of a white button-down shirt, a black pencil skirt, and red heels. 

Her chestnut-colored wavy hair framed her face, and the way she walked with a briefcase in her hand conveyed a powerful confidence about her. 

“Thea!” 

her at that moment, holding out a bouquet of flowers. “These are for you, Thea. Are you

man was Brandon Frasier, of the Frasiers, one of The Great Four in Cansington.

order list and her apparent friendship with Alex Yates, the chairman of Celestial Group, was exposed, the Callahan’s fame

to put the company in order

fame, she was crowned

James was virtually unknown. The heirs to wealthy families ignored his existence and continued pursuing Thea in hopes of eventually winning her over.

a stunning smile, ignoring Brandon as she made her way toward him. She

me he booked a private room in The Drunken Fairy and wants me to have dinner with him.

too, if

scene. He marched over to them. “James Caden? I’m Brandon Frasier,” he said coldly and held out a card. “I’ll pay

I accept it,

at her lips. “I think you should, though. You’d be able to reserve a table at

take it, then.”

as he accepted the card. “So, what’s the pin number?”

zeroes. Take the money and get lost. From now onwards, Thea will have nothing

we’ll go get our divorce sorted right now.”

on the motorcycle’s back seat and wrapped her arms around James’s waist.

after them for a few minutes before realizing he had been fooled. He threw the bouquet of flowers he had been holding onto the ground, glaring after James, now far in the distance. “You little-! This isn’t over!” he shouted

motorcycle. Once home, Thea sat on the couch and held out a hand,

Brandon

then continued, “I pay for your food, your drinks, your amenities, your clothes. What do you need money for? I’ll save

card over. “But this keeps happening, my dearest. Adding up all the money everyone’s given me to break up with you in these ten days, there’d be more than

“What money?” 

came from the door.

hurriedly as she hid

over to them. “Since when did you learn to lie to me, you little brat? I heard everything! Divorce fees, two million… hand it

was nothing!” Thea

“Mhm, it

talking to my daughter. This is none of your business! Look at the time!

“Okay.” 

kitchen

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