“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!” 

walked up to her at that moment, holding out a bouquet of flowers. “These are for you, Thea. Are you free tonight? I’ve booked a private room in The Drunken Fairy tonight. I’d love

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 exposed, the

to put

fame, she was crowned Cansington’s prettiest

James was virtually unknown. The heirs to wealthy families ignored his existence and continued pursuing Thea in hopes of

motorcycle. She flashed a stunning smile, ignoring Brandon as

Fairy and wants me to have

you, too, if he’s

at the scene. He marched over to them. “James Caden? I’m Brandon Frasier,” he said coldly and held out a card. “I’ll pay you five hundred thousand

accept

think you should, though. You’d be able to reserve a

take it,

Brandon a smile as he accepted the card. “So, what’s the pin number?”

“Six zeroes. Take the money and get lost. From now onwards, Thea will have nothing to do with you anymore.”

go get our divorce sorted right now.” James

arms around James’s waist. They then drove away

minutes before realizing he had been fooled. He threw the bouquet of flowers he had been holding onto

Thea sat on the couch

Brandon gave the divorce fee to. This is

amenities, your clothes. What do you need money for? I’ll save the money for when we have kids. They’re expensive,

me to break up

“What money?” 

came from

hurriedly as she hid

learn to lie to me, you little

really was

it was

daughter. This is none of your business! Look at the time! Shouldn’t you be

“Okay.” 

the kitchen

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