“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!” 

out a bouquet of flowers. “These are for you, Thea. Are you free tonight? I’ve booked a private room in

Frasier, of the Frasiers,

friendship with Alex Yates, the chairman of Celestial Group, was exposed, the Callahan’s fame grew

to

she was

wealthy families ignored his

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

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

should go. Take me with you, too, if he’s okay with

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

I accept

you,” 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 that much money.”

take it, then.”

accepted the card.

money and get lost. From now onwards, Thea will have nothing to do with you

sorted right

and wrapped her arms around James’s waist. They

been holding onto the ground, glaring after

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

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

food, your drinks, your amenities, your clothes. What do you need money for? I’ll save the

handed Brandon’s card over. “But this keeps happening, my dearest. Adding up all the money everyone’s given me to break up with you in these

“What money?” 

voice came from

Thea said hurriedly as she hid the

learn to lie to me, you little brat? I heard everything!

really was nothing!”

“Mhm, it

This is none of your business! Look at the time! Shouldn’t

“Okay.” 

the kitchen and

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