Chapter 1 The Fake Death Plan

Every time my rich husband, Antonio Kaufman, tried a new pose with his secretary, I texted him a number.

He once asked me what it meant, and I joked, "I'm keeping score every time you

lie to me.

"When it hits ten, I'm done with you."

I booked a fake death service while sending number nine to

him.

Soon, the number reached ten. I had a big surprise ready for Antonio.

In this world, love wouldn't happen for no reason.

But hate? That was usually because someone did something

wrong.

"Ms. Parrish, our service isn't a joke. It's for real," the boss of the fake death service said with a straight face.

"You'll disappear completely, no trace online or in real life. You'll be off the grid."

She was a fan of mine, not for my acting, but for my violin playing.

"If you're good with this, please sign here."

PAO

The Fake

over the

the date was in a week-my

me. I smiled, picked up the

again. Mr. Kaufman loves you so much. If you disappear like this, it'll

one who shipped

of people everywhere who thought Antonio and

I looked up.

eyes landed on the large ad

the light rain, the screen was showing our wedding from three

country's biggest internet company, Antonio Kaufman, married a genius violinist, Grace

a white dress, its hem sprinkled with many blue diamonds, twinkling like a river

in a fairy tale,

He was smiling softly and looking

wedding cost

24.12%

The fake

Yeah, 40 million dollars.

the dress alone was 15

then, Antonio loved me dearly, and he wanted to give me the best of everything in

it. Every year, the latest luxury brands are delivered straight to your home. And if you had your eye on any auction item, Mr. Kaufman

I could find a man who loves me this much, I'd be happy to go to

I felt bitter inside.

supposed to be the happiest couple in the

stand the test of time and the allure of

signed my

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