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

over the

was in a week-my third

I smiled, picked up the pen, and was

again, “Ms. Parrish, please think again. Mr. Kaufman loves you so much. If you disappear

one who

tons of people everywhere who thought Antonio

I looked up.

on the large ad screen

the light rain, the screen was showing our

internet company, Antonio Kaufman, married a genius violinist,

hem sprinkled with

like a princess in a fairy

runway. He was smiling softly and looking at me

remember your wedding cost a

24.12%

1 The

Yeah, 40 million dollars.

the dress alone was 15

wanted to give me the best

the latest luxury brands are delivered straight to your home. And if you had your eye on any auction item, Mr. Kaufman would go all out to grab it for

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

I felt bitter inside.

were supposed to be the happiest

of time

signed my name on

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