“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 room in The Drunken Fairy tonight. I’d love to take you out for dinner.”

of the Frasiers,

and her apparent friendship with Alex Yates, the chairman of Celestial Group, was exposed, the Callahan’s fame grew exponentially. Thea, too,

competent as chairwoman of Eternality. She managed to put the company in order in

to her growing fame, she was crowned Cansington’s

heirs to wealthy families

his electric motorcycle. She flashed a stunning smile, ignoring Brandon as she made

Drunken Fairy and wants me to have dinner with him.

should go. Take me with you, too, if he’s okay with that. I’ve never been there before, either.”

Caden? I’m Brandon Frasier,” he said coldly and held out a card. “I’ll pay you

accept it, darling?”

at her lips. “I think you should, though. You’d be able to reserve a table at The Drunken

take it, then.”

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

the money and get lost. From

get our divorce sorted right

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

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!”

Once home, Thea sat on the couch and held out

the one Brandon gave the divorce fee to.

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 the money for when we have kids. They’re expensive, y’know?”

keeps happening, my dearest. Adding up all the money everyone’s given me to break

“What money?” 

voice came from

as she hid the card.

them. “Since when did you learn to lie to me, you little

was

“Mhm, it

of your business! Look at the time! Shouldn’t you be making

“Okay.” 

kitchen and

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