“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!” 

Are you free tonight?

Brandon Frasier, of the Frasiers, one of

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

was also highly competent as chairwoman of Eternality. She managed to put the company in order in just half a month.

fame, she was crowned Cansington’s prettiest chairwoman.

husband, James was virtually unknown. The heirs to wealthy families

Brandon as she made her way

me he booked a private room in The Drunken Fairy and wants

if he’s okay with that. I’ve never been there before,

them. “James Caden? I’m Brandon Frasier,” he said coldly and held out a card. “I’ll pay you five hundred thousand dollars

accept it, darling?”

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

it, then.”

as he accepted

up at James. “Six zeroes. Take the money and get lost. From now onwards, Thea will have nothing to do with

sorted right now.” James nodded.

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

bouquet of flowers he had been holding onto the ground, glaring after

home, Thea sat on the couch

one Brandon gave the divorce fee to. This is my private

continued, “I pay for your food, your drinks, your amenities, your clothes. What do you need money for?

to break up with

“What money?” 

from

as

did you learn to lie to me, you little brat? I heard everything! Divorce fees, two million…

really was nothing!” Thea protested.

it

shot him a glare. “I’m talking to my daughter. This is none of your business!

“Okay.” 

kitchen and started

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