“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!” 

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 take you out for dinner.”

Brandon Frasier, of the Frasiers, one of The Great

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

of Eternality. She managed to put the company in order in just half a month.

she was

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

spotted James and his electric motorcycle. She flashed a stunning smile, ignoring Brandon as she made her way toward him. She kissed James, then hugged his

me he booked a private room in The Drunken Fairy and wants me to have dinner with him. I haven’t been to

me with you, too, if he’s okay with that. I’ve never been there

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

I accept it,

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

it, then.”

Brandon a smile as he accepted the card. “So, what’s the pin

his nose up at James. “Six zeroes. Take the money and get

divorce sorted right now.” James nodded. “Hop

on the motorcycle’s back seat and wrapped her arms around James’s waist. They then drove away under Brandon’s bewildered

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-!

drove Thea home on the motorcycle. Once home, Thea sat on the couch

gripping his pocket. “I was the one Brandon gave the divorce fee to.

clothes. What do you need money for? I’ll save the money for when we

me to break up with you in these ten days, there’d

“What money?” 

from the door.

hurriedly as

them. “Since when did you learn to lie to me, you little brat? I heard

really was nothing!” Thea protested.

nodded. “Mhm, it was

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

“Okay.” 

headed to the kitchen and

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