It wasn't just Georgina and Vesta—everyone else was thinking the same thing.

Leah scoffed. “Didn’t I say from the start she’s not that capable? But none of you

wanted to believe me.”

Rhoda chuckled. “Who could’ve guessed she’d have the nerve to fake things right

in front of so many people? Isn’t that right, Vesta?”

Vesta didn’t reply, but a small, satisfied smile curled at her lips.

Leah, buoyed by the turn of events, said with delight, “Looks like that woman’s

dream of marrying into the Ferguson family after the divorce isn’t going to be so

easy now.”

Charlene’s so-called talents were clearly exaggerated, and the odds of her

marrying into a wealthy family were slim to none. Which meant that neither

Charlene nor the Ross family would be able to claw their way to the top anytime

soon—if ever.

That thought alone put Georgina, Leah, and the others in high spirits.

As they got into the car, Georgina remarked with a grin, “Next Wednesday marks

the end of the waiting period. Once Thorne gets back from overseas, they’ll

basically be able to file the divorce papers right away.”

up. “Exactly! I

she still felt

called Thorne “brother-in-law” every day, she knew

Thorne had grown far beyond what a piece of

Charlene and Thorne were still husband and

bothered her on some

the rest felt much

and Vesta’s relationship seemed, the knowledge that he was still,

to Charlene was a constant source

it was no surprise that Vesta herself

and Charlene’s relationship was rocky, Vesta had

the better woman in every

have feelings for Charlene. So, at

hadn’t really

began to prove herself at work—and the shift in

undeniable—Vesta couldn’t help but

about their

this thought crossed

turned to her and

the way, sis, do you know

coming back from

business trip?”

Honestly, Vesta wanted

out he was away, Thorne hadn’t contacted her—not

she called,

Vesta’s mood

she

this time,

overseas business was always

hectic. He was often

he barely had time to

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