“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!” 

flowers. “These are for you, Thea. Are you free

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

Celestial

Eternality. She managed to put

growing fame, she was crowned Cansington’s prettiest chairwoman.

a husband, James was virtually unknown. The heirs to wealthy families

flashed a stunning smile, ignoring Brandon as she made her way toward him. She kissed James, then hugged his arm affectionately.

me he booked a private room in The Drunken Fairy and wants

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

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

accept it, darling?”

Thea said, an amused smile playing at her lips. “I think you should, though. You’d be able to reserve a table at The Drunken Fairy with

it,

as he accepted the card. “So, what’s the

up at James. “Six zeroes. Take the money and get lost. From now onwards, Thea will have nothing to

we’ll go get our divorce sorted right now.” James nodded. “Hop

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

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

his pocket. “I was the one Brandon gave the divorce fee to. This is my private savings.”

it!” Thea pouted, then continued, “I pay for your food, your drinks, your amenities, your clothes. What do you need money for? I’ll save the money

given me to break

“What money?” 

voice came from the door.

as she hid

when did you learn to lie to me, you little brat? I heard everything! Divorce fees, two

was nothing!” Thea

nodded. “Mhm, it was

talking to my daughter. This is none of your

“Okay.” 

the kitchen and

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