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Fiona couldn't believe her ears. The sheer audacity of Preston’s calculated avoidance made her blood boil, and she cursed him a thousand times in her heart.To manipulate a court schedule and play with her friend’s freedom just to bide time for his secret affair was entirely despicable.Fiona’s hands balled into tight fists, her protective instincts flaring as she looked at her brilliant friend, and she hissed, her voice trembling with raw indignation, “He is completely out of his mind.How dare he keep you locked up as a placeholder wife while he waits for his precious Cartwright heiress to turn twenty-one?”Brooklyn’s expression returned to that unshakeable calm, and she murmured, “Let him play his little games for now, Fiona.Preston thinks he is being clever by stalling. He has no idea that by extending this trap, he is only giving me more time to dismantle his standing inside his own family completely.”Then she changed the topic and said, smiling, “I am taking Mr Ashford out for
In the meantime, at the James Group, Vivica was sobbing sorrowfully in her lover’s embrace. She looked at him with tear-stained, bloodshot eyes, and she cried, “My love, I went to my family hospital to have your janitor wife fired, but her supervisor protected her.I couldn’t believe my ears when my own brother demanded that I apologise to a mere supervisor right in front of the staff and patients. I have never felt so humiliated and embarrassed, my love.”Preston was shocked to learn that his beloved had gone to the hospital to confront his nominal wife.He wrapped his arms tighter around his sweetheart’s trembling shoulders, then he gently kissed her on top of her head and replied, “Sweetheart, my heart aches when I see you crying. Please don’t dirty your hands on such an irrelevant person.”Vivica sniffled, burying her face into his chest, entirely comforted by his words. She was still completely blind to the truth. She genuinely believed that a low-ranking supervisor had used a vac
At that moment, her eldest brother, Hiram, and Jason walked up to them. Hiram looked at his sister with a stern expression and asked, "What are you doing here, Vivica?”Looking as though she had just spotted a lifesaver, Vivica rushed to him and cried, “Big brother, you have to fire Brooklyn for me right now. I nearly broke my ankle because she didn't put a " Wet Floor " sign out.”Hiram turned his gaze to Jason and asked dryly, “Do you really think an employee should be fired just because she forgot a warning sign?”Vivica nodded eagerly, and she replied, "Of course, Big Brother. Can someone with her meager salary even afford my medical expenses?”Before her brother could speak, the supervisor intervened, looking directly at President Cartwright, and said, “Miss is lying, Sir. We don't have anyone named Brooklyn in my department, and besides, we only used a vacuum on the floors today.”The supervisor's words hung in the air like a heavy sentence, stripping away every ounce of Vivica's
When Hiram arrived for the meeting, he stopped in his tracks, completely puzzled to find his best friend staring into space. He waved a hand in front of his frozen face and asked, “What happened, Jason?”A radiant smile lit up Jason’s handsome face as he looked at his best friend and replied, “My future wife just invited me out for lunch this coming Saturday. I couldn't have asked for a better present, Hiram.”Seeing Jason completely smitten again brought a true wave of happiness to him. Hiram smiled warmly and said, “Congratulations, my best friend. You deserve all the happiness in the world.” Then they walked to the boardroom.After parting ways with Mr Ashford, Brooklyn headed straight to her office and dialled the Forensic Psychologist's private clinic to book the mandatory counselling. Luck was on her side; a last-minute cancellation had just opened up a slot for that very evening.Brooklyn immediately dialled Grandpa James’ number to deliver the good news. When the call was conne
The harsh morning sun cut through the sheer curtains of the honeymoon suite, casting bright streaks across the Italian leather couch.Preston blinked his eyes open, his head throbbing with a brutal hangover from the alcohol. Every muscle in his back ached from sleeping uncomfortably in his expensive, wrinkled suit.He bolted upright when he heard the crisp rustle of fabric across the room. His nominal wife was already awake.She was standing in front of the full-length mirror, stunning in a custom-made knee-length blue dress. Her breathtaking beauty was only enhanced by the professional aura she radiated.Despite the long night, her graceful presence remained flawless. She paid absolutely no attention to her husband as he awkwardly scrambled to his feet.Preston caught his breath, completely disarmed by his nominal wife’s striking beauty. A genuine compliment formed in his mind, and it took every ounce of his stubborn pride to swallow it down.At that moment, Butler Stewart knocked on
Butler Stewart kept his hands folded neatly behind his back, his posture perfectly straight. His face showed absolutely no emotion, completely unbothered by his boss’s furious gaze.Butler Stewart looked at his boss, and he repeated, his voice smooth and professional, “Sir, Mr James Senior stated that the legal wife of the James family belonged in the honeymoon suite, and the staff carried out his orders without question.”The alcohol in his veins seemed to instantly evaporate, replaced by a cold, hollow dread. His grandfather hadn't just made a decision; he had intentionally kept him in the dark.Preston looked at Butler Stewart with a confused expression and asked, “Why was I not notified when Brooklyn moved into the mansion, Stewart?"Butler Stewart didn't blink. He kept his hands neatly folded behind his back, his face a perfectly blank mask of high-society professionalism. He looked at his boss and replied, “Mr James Senior forbade us from warning you, Sir.”The words felt like a
President James shifted uncomfortably, refusing to meet his friend’s eyes as he muttered, “I didn’t tell you about my marriage to Brooklyn because she is nothing but Vivica’s substitute.It was supposed to be a strategic move. I needed a wife in name only to lock down the company shares, and Brookly
Brooklyn smiled, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes and replied, "I have been married for seven days, brother-in-law.”Sean leaned back, his eyes widening as he processed the timeline. The disbelief was clear in his voice, and he repeated, “Seven days? That’s barely a honeymoon, let alone a marriag
The atmosphere in the Eternity Grand hotel Presidential Suite was heavy with a sudden, sharp clarity. As Preston stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, the city lights blurred into a cold reminder of the mess he had created.When Vivica’s name flashed on his screen, he didn't feel the usual rush of e
At the Cartwright family estate, the atmosphere was thick with expectation. Hiram was in the living room with his brother, Patrice, waiting patiently for their grandfather to come back from the Ashford family estate.Their grandfather had gone to the Ashford family estate to merge the two most power







