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Chapter 8

Word Count: 1097    |    Released on: 02/11/2026

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the air and Martha was out buying groceries, I used my finge

in the living room, I headed straight into the stu

ndwritten lab notebooks from my early breakthroughs, an

Bryant's NHL trophies and framed photos of Jaiden on the ice. There wasn't a sing

ont of the marble vanity, where the diamond weddin

five platinum supplementary credit

would force me to crawl back to him, I

m the drawer and sliced straight through the chip

out to the foyer, dropped my last spare metal key into the brass

ad, I entered my passcode and t

permanently erased. I turned around and wal

Norto

. I stepped out into the penthouse foyer with Candice, who was c

ted me after road trips, the six-thousand-square-foot duplex was plunged into

and fresh orange juice?" Jaiden yelled, throwing his

he marble island was completely bare, the stove

g his foot. "Mom isn't here!

and pushed open the master bedroom door.

was completely bare. In the center of the marble vanity, her

, and all five of her platinum supplementary credit cards-each on

ind me, covering her m

ispered. "Leaving her wedding ring and cutting up your card

vered cards, fury surged in my chest. No

I bit out, my jaw clenching. "Without a cent to her

oceries-to make dinner for Candice and a crying Jaiden, then drove straight to

ce, my executive assistant was nervously sorting through

ntracts sat a brown Fe

, tossing my keys onto the desk

ssistant said quickly. "The sender name on the label says

and cut-up cards on the vanity, and now she sends a dramatic package straight to my office

pen the flap, my office door

ons marched in, slamming

of your mind?" the VP

ph you two walking into a hotel at midnight? Our luxury watch sponsor just flagged

nstantly. I slammed my palm on the desk and stood up, getting into a fierce

th frustration. My gaze fell back on the brown FedEx envelope fro

traight onto my tr

old you to mix Emilia's petty personal ma

! The courier sai

e for her attenti

ith a stack of old memos, yanked open the bottom drawer of my heavy oak

ged, a knock sounded a

lowed hard and lo

here from the PR and rehab department for you

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