“Moonlit Flowers on Cliffside’s Edge…” James muttered to himself. 

That painting was his family’s most important heirloom. 

Before his grandfather died, he told James that their family could be wiped out, but that painting was the one thing they could not lose. 

It remained in James’s mind, even after ten years. 

“Get ready. We act tonight.” 

 

“Understood.” Henry nodded. 

“Alright, you should leave. My wife’s about to get off work. She doesn’t want me to be around knaves and hooligans, and it’s obvious from your appearance alone that you’re not a good guy. If my wife saw you, I’d be in for another lecture.” 

Henry’s expression fell. 

He was just slightly darker-skinned. Why does that make him a hooligan? Why would that make him a bad guy? 

“Don’t just stand there, get lost.” James sent a kick his way. 

Henry turned and left. 

James glanced at the time. Thea’s work had ended. She would be coming out any moment. 

He pushed his electric motorcycle along and made his way to the Callahans’ Eternality Group. Before he could approach the entrance, however, he spotted a woman walking out of the building. 

She was five foot ten, clad in formal business attire that consisted of a white button-down shirt, a black pencil skirt, and red heels. 

Her chestnut-colored wavy hair framed her face, and the way she walked with a briefcase in her hand conveyed a powerful confidence about her. 

“Thea!” 

“These are for you, Thea. Are you free tonight? I’ve booked a private

Brandon Frasier, of the Frasiers, one of The Great Four

Group’s order list and her apparent friendship with Alex Yates, the chairman of Celestial Group, was

Eternality. She managed to put the company in order in just half a month.

fame, she was crowned Cansington’s

The heirs to wealthy families ignored his existence and continued pursuing Thea

She flashed a stunning smile, ignoring Brandon as she made her way toward him.

and wants

invited you. You should go. Take me with you, too, if

Brandon Frasier,” he

accept it,

an amused smile playing at her lips. “I think you should, though. You’d

it, then.”

a smile as he accepted the card. “So, what’s the

and get lost. From now onwards, Thea will have nothing to do

right now.” James nodded. “Hop on, darling.”

sat on the motorcycle’s back seat and wrapped her arms around James’s waist. They then drove away under

minutes before realizing he had been fooled. He threw the bouquet of flowers he had been holding onto the ground, glaring after James, now far in the distance. “You little-! This isn’t over!” he

drove Thea home on the motorcycle. Once home, Thea sat on the couch and held out

his pocket. “I was the one Brandon gave the divorce fee to. This is my private

foot. Give it!” Thea pouted, then continued, “I pay for your food, your drinks, your amenities, your clothes. What do you need money for? I’ll save

over. “But this keeps happening, my dearest. Adding up all the money everyone’s given me to break up with you in these ten days, there’d be more than two million by now. That money’s

“What money?” 

from the

as she

them. “Since when did you learn to lie to me, you little brat? I heard everything! Divorce

it really was nothing!”

“Mhm, it was nothing.”

is none of your business! Look at the time! Shouldn’t you be making

“Okay.” 

to the kitchen

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