The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

"All my personal information is online-go ahead, dig up whatever you want."

The second woman, a trust fund heiress, began, "My fiancé cheated on me right before our wedding. With my stepsister, of all people. That's when I met him. I thought maybe he'd be my salvation, but-turns out, he lied to me even more than my ex ever did."

The third woman chimed in, "I met him at a bar, actually. He was working there, and some people were giving him a hard time. I couldn't just stand by, so I stepped in to help. One thing led to another, and we got to know each other. Honestly, I judge men by their looks a little-I just have a thing for handsome guys. And he was the most attractive man I'd ever met..."

Each woman recounted her story of being deceived, complete with photos and bank statements attached for proof.

Despite their wealth, these women were all fairly young. The oldest-the first one who spoke was only thirty-two. None of them had ever been married, and judging by the photos, they were all quite attractive.

As readers scrolled through the confessions, the comments section filled with disbelief.

"Who would've thought rich women could be conned so easily-both their money and their hearts?"

"Well, first you need the kind of face that makes people trust you, right?"

"Just goes to show-a pretty face can get away with murder!"

the wealthy were untouchable-how hard

of the exposé, Stella looked up

did you know about everything

"I only just saw it. The reporters broke in right

the reporters must have known about the scandal ahead of

to reassure him. "Don't worry. I'll find a way

expression suddenly earnest. "Do you... trust

"What?"

the accident. For

gaze lingered on her face. "Maybe this

by the online rumors, and tried

are better than a bunch of strangers on the internet. Even if you've lost

the people who

lashes fell, hiding whatever thoughts flickered behind his