“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!” 

that moment, holding out a bouquet of flowers. “These are for you, Thea. Are you free tonight? I’ve booked a private room in The Drunken Fairy tonight. I’d love to

Frasier, of the Frasiers, one of The Great Four in

the chairman of Celestial Group, was exposed, the Callahan’s fame

highly competent as chairwoman of Eternality. She managed to put

she

husband, James was virtually unknown. The heirs to wealthy families ignored his existence and continued pursuing

and his electric motorcycle. She flashed a stunning smile, ignoring Brandon as she

room in The Drunken Fairy and wants me to have

with you, too, if he’s okay with

Frasier,” he said coldly and held out a card. “I’ll pay

accept

playing at her lips. “I think you should, though. You’d

take it, then.”

he accepted the

James. “Six zeroes. Take the money and get lost. From now

go get our divorce sorted right now.”

back seat and wrapped her arms around James’s waist. They then drove away

stared 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 angrily

on the couch

pocket. “I was the one Brandon gave the

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

my dearest. Adding up all the money everyone’s given me to break up

“What money?” 

from

said hurriedly as

to lie to me, you little brat? I heard everything! Divorce fees, two million… hand it

it really was

it was nothing.”

to my daughter. This is none of your business! Look at the time! Shouldn’t you

“Okay.” 

the kitchen

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