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2,074,572	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2074569}'	No	2024-10-03 05:15	active	1569	Webinar: Own Luxury Cottages in Paradise	Discover the unparalleled luxury of owning a private Caribbean cottage at Kokomo Botanical Resort & Spa in Turks & Caicos! 📅 Date: October 10th, 2024 🕒 Time: 12:00PM (EST) 🎙️ Host: Kelly Sullivan, Visionary Developer 🔹 Explore Ownership Benefits: Learn about the exquisite features and unique perks of owning a cottage at Kokomo. 🔹 Interactive Q&A Session: Get your questions answered live by the developer himself. 🔹 Exclusive Insights: Understand why Kokomo is the perfect blend of luxury and tranquility. 📌 Secure Your Spot Now: https://landing.kokomobotanicalresort.com/oct-10-webinar	SIGN_UP	https://landing.kokomobotanicalresort.com/oct-10-w	Kokomo Botanical Resort - Caribbean Family Cottages	https://www.facebook.com/kokomobotanicalresort/	1,984	1969-12-31 18:00	Sign Up	https://landing.kokomobotanicalresort.com/oct-10-w...	DCO	Join our exclusive webinar on October 10th with Kelly Sullivan to learn about owning a serene, luxurious cottage in the Turks and Caicos Islands. 🔹 Engage with the Developer. 🔹 Explore Investment Potential. Discover how you can own a piece of paradise and enjoy a tranquil retreat away from the hustle and bustle. Sign up today!	https://landing.kokomobotanicalresort.com/oct-10-webinar	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462000812_814523244225812_4782139970999659191_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=559n-4dxwFQQ7kNvgH3IULi&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AxphTqrQtf0kkmoycsPtUOi&oh=00_AYCrt4eevXqcvyWtof3qhIYDKoYsPJZgCPtrEe-B5Px9QA&oe=67044501	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Kokomo Botanical Resort - Caribbean Family Cottages	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,075,534	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2075709}'	No	2024-10-03 05:15	active	1569	Bennington Clearance Specials	Kelly's Port Marina is excited to announce a spectacular clearance event on Bennington Tritoon boats, featuring additional savings of up to $30,000 on a selection of 20 premium models. Don’t miss this opportunity to make a splash with your new Bennington Tritoon boat. Visit us at Kelly's Port Marina and take advantage of these limited-time offers before they’re gone!” Event Details: • Extraordinary Savings: Enjoy up to $30,000 off select Bennington Tritoon boats. • Limited Availability: Only 20 boats available at these unbeatable prices. • Subject to approved financing secured through Kelly's Port • Must Be one of the 20 boats listed on Clearance Inventory - FIRST COME FIRST SERVE	SHOP_NOW	https://www.kellysport.com/--xclearanceinventory?m	Kelly's Port	https://www.facebook.com/KellysPort1977/	8,743	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	kellysport.com	DCO	Bennington Tritoon boats are celebrated for their exceptional quality, innovative design, and luxurious comfort. This is your chance to own a top-tier Tritoon boat at a remarkable value.	https://www.kellysport.com/--xclearanceinventory?make=bennington&pg=1	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461877564_408225248734877_4242994284800763885_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=TSmr83zpR8gQ7kNvgH-r2Zj&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AI85LKBn2qLwThEAJNbIC3-&oh=00_AYA_u3rlV_iEjKRfGSts0Wr5USkHUFEhrHCuL90f-T0Buw&oe=670442F9	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Kelly's Port	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,072,966	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-10-03 05:06	active	1568		Are you ready for an epic tattoo giveaway? 🎉 We're giving you the chance to win some incredible tattoos! 💉✨ How to enter: 1️⃣ Follow us @cleopatrainkatlanta 📲 2️⃣ Like this post ❤️ 3️⃣ Tag 2 friends in the comments below 👇 (No fake accounts, please!) What you can win: 🥇 1st Prize: $5,000 worth of tattoos 🥈 2nd Prize: $2,500 worth of tattoos 🎨 Flash tattoos for 5 lucky winners Deadline to enter: December 10 Winners will be chosen randomly and announced after the deadline. Elevate your tattoo game with us! 🖤 #cleopatraink #atlanta #atlantatattoo #comingsoon #tattooshop #tattoo #tattoostuido #tattoogiveaway #giveaway	VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE	https://www.instagram.com/_u/cleopatrainkatlanta	Cleopatra Ink Atlanta	https://www.facebook.com/61557950023076/	6	1969-12-31 18:00	Visit Instagram profile	instagram.com	IMAGE		https://www.instagram.com/_u/cleopatrainkatlanta	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461973758_1746218942878084_2010974941977705525_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=KQsw0iA9D2sQ7kNvgG8rhui&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=APLasGLl4QJBGixLiP-0g4V&oh=00_AYBoqeswzLfhuxGDZpBWVPFRk44T3ZpEXZk656dt5eqGKQ&oe=67041FB0	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Cleopatra Ink Atlanta	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,072,901	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-10-03 04:33	active	1571	Kathleen Madigan \| Sat. 11/9 \| The Ryman	TERMITES! 🐜 I'm bringing the POTLUCK PARTY TOUR to the Ryman Auditorium on Saturday, November 9! Hurry and get your tickets before they’re gone. Can’t wait to see you down the road 🚐💨	GET_OFFER	https://www.axs.com/events/537132/kathleen-madigan	Kathleen Madigan	https://www.facebook.com/KathleenMadigan/	122,824	1969-12-31 18:00	Get offer	www.axs.com	VIDEO		https://www.axs.com/events/537132/kathleen-madigan-tickets?skin=ryman	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461689280_1460641561305311_5962317149787797877_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YisdQlctg9oQ7kNvgHmaB87&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AkcMXYDDOQenkIhf83Z8Nmi&oh=00_AYCwHvNjWw9yOVJ6uA_GVkd3ptVi4lqBcwkMIISFEvpeOA&oe=67043CFF	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Kathleen Madigan	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,073,097	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2073586}'	No	2024-10-03 05:06	active	1568	Lunch Money Giveaway	Enter now for a chance to win a $250 lunch money gift card & limited-edition lunch box, a YETI French Press, Beats headphones, & more! *This giveaway is not affiliated with Meta	SIGN_UP	https://woobox.com/kv8pvt	Another Broken Egg Cafe	https://www.facebook.com/AnotherBrokenEggCafeAthens/	937	1969-12-31 18:00	Sign Up	https://www.anotherbrokenegg.com/	DCO	Ends October 31, 2024	https://woobox.com/kv8pvt	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461788342_1066811811499254_4155638792090887510_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=7eQt2rYU3A4Q7kNvgH7mgOA&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AluWMCm84Y5fdpy0GN6eXVd&oh=00_AYBYoHgCqY9DCF9Yv5DoPLqDDjYQvjtAVpIzixskAoeixw&oe=67044E0E	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Another Broken Egg Cafe	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,076,159	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2076133}'	No	2024-10-03 05:15	active	1569	BEYOND RAW® LIT™	See why our customers can’t get enough—fuel up and power through your next workout with GNC.	SHOP_NOW	https://www.gnc.com/pre-workout-supplements/369706	GNC Live Well	https://www.facebook.com/GNCLiveWell/	1,483,062	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	gnc.com	DCO	Price Match Guaranteeˇ	https://www.gnc.com/pre-workout-supplements/369706.html	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461614899_502878862510053_4690541919146827808_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=uwD7rfk-Jf8Q7kNvgH74fpK&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Al59Ac3dX8Q5Fg5trCGcXfY&oh=00_AYBWFL6-IhocY5VJH0b9puASxuoFS9yie5lr6a602_C2GQ&oe=67043FA1	PERSON_PROFILE	0	GNC Live Well	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,075,073	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2075065}'	No	2024-10-03 05:15	active	1569	Custom	Go Bills 💪	SHOP_NOW	https://mondaystary.com/products/custom-name-gende	Sport Galaxy	https://www.facebook.com/61560900617303/	2	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	facebook.com	CAROUSEL	Go Bills 💪	https://mondaystary.com/products/custom-name-gender-bills-2024-christmas-vapor-limited-jersey-409vttljs033	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461856640_539450545331695_6687447118479977381_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YjPXZVjlgaUQ7kNvgHasnqg&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Av9N0lx3M_5vXds_6AUrNMj&oh=00_AYDuTHo8AVNZCsRLeomXBX5DNacI8N5O1PUm0P5JLY-tvg&oe=67042B00	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Sport Galaxy	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,076,061	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-10-03 05:15	active	1569	📺📺 Title "Echoes of a Tender Heart" 🥰🥰	💔😭After Sandra Glock graduated from high school, her grandfather reached out to her mother, Kelly Youth, who had remarried. Kelly then brought Sandra to live with the Ruths in Kagos. Over time, Sandra grew increasingly heartbroken by her mother's repeated disappointments. However, James Lande, a senior who fell in love with Sandra at first sight, always stood by her side. He protected, cherished, and unconditionally trusted her. In the end, his unwavering care helped Sandra find true love.	LEARN_MORE	https://website.kalostv.com/share/middle/0idjlpnyg	Short drama	https://www.facebook.com/61551551210077/	56,377	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	website.kalostv.com	VIDEO		https://website.kalostv.com/share/middle/0idjlpnygvy3uzx1rt23fm1x?ad_id={{ad.id}}&sid=120213995929280411&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461742451_1194627721651154_1051659349389639974_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=dD0UkPmA0UkQ7kNvgHTMPA4&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AmTtctv5fxuumpHS78CHS27&oh=00_AYDu5gnTHB5s6l2RaIs6AwCOdC8p1iMjhwPMROEpxbpa_w&oe=6704545A	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Short drama	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,074,965	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2074956}'	No	2024-10-03 05:15	active	1569	Non-Surgical Rapid Knee Pain Relief Program in Fort Dodge, IA	Dealing with constant knee pain, swelling and stiffness, popping or crackling when walking? If the answer to that is “yes” there’s a 90% chance it’s because of a joint damage condition… and it COULD be a sign of more severe degenerative disease… Our 𝗥𝗮𝗽𝗶𝗱 𝗞𝗻𝗲𝗲 𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗥𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗳 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗺 helps get our patients back to doing what they love and living pain-free! We’re currently offering a 𝗥𝗮𝗽𝗶𝗱 𝗞𝗻𝗲𝗲 𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗥𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗳 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗺 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐄𝐱𝐚𝐦, 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰, 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐗-𝐑𝐚𝐲 (𝐢𝐟 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝), 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 (𝐢𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞) ALL for just $49. to see if you are a good candidate for our program. Interested? 👇Click “Sign Up” or Call ""(515) 705-6021"" Today 👇 Serving Fort Dodge, and all surrounding areas. Active Health Clinics 20 N 29th St. Fort Dodge, IA 50501 (515) 705-6021	SIGN_UP	https://regenjointsolution.org/active-health-clini	Active Health Clinics	https://www.facebook.com/61565399669636/	17	1969-12-31 18:00	Sign Up	regenjointsolution.org	DCO	⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ 4.9 (515+)	https://regenjointsolution.org/active-health-clinics-assessment---clean	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461774408_559308486598570_4154378051903306293_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=KxOi2MIODmAQ7kNvgFGwI7L&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AVtVA2HT2RantupOKtM1mBu&oh=00_AYAaEAUqlHHquDuT4YnGfgNSi3mCal_3ret6mATAxJo4PQ&oe=670431DE	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Active Health Clinics	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,070,035	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-10-03 03:15	active	1570		Breaking free from her ex, shedding the homemaker persona, she focused on her career, unveiling secret identities. However, no matter where she went, she couldn't escape the man before her, "You tried every field, when will you say yes to my proposal?!" ===== "Sign the divorce papers and leave the Griffiths family for good!" A document landed abruptly before Leanna Jackson. At first glance, the signature at the bottom was unmistakable. Joshua Griffiths. The script was decisive, suggesting Joshua had been anticipating this moment eagerly. Leanna's fingers shuffled through the papers as she lifted her gaze to meet the smug expression of Sandra Griffiths standing opposite her. "Where's Joshua? Why isn't he here to discuss this with me directly?" Leanna asked. Sandra let out a dismissive scoff, as if Leanna's question was absurd. "Do you honestly think my brother has time to spare for someone like you?" Sandra's eyes swept over Leanna, taking her in from head to toe. Despite everything, Leanna's beauty was undeniable. Even Sandra had been dazzled by Leanna when they first met. However, Leanna's beauty was always understated. Her thick bangs and oversized black-rimmed glasses obscured much of her petite face, and she consistently dressed down in baggy loungewear, concealing her shapely figure. Sandra thought Leanna was merely a shallow woman whose world revolved around domestic chores. "Joshua is swamped with work at the company. He doesn't have time to waste on you!" Sandra snapped. Leanna pursed her lips and then chuckled. "Is he caught up in work, or is he just spending time with Renee?" Saying this, Leanna felt a weight lift from her chest, yet a bitter taste lingered on her tongue. Renee Hayes, the woman Joshua had adored for a decade, cast a long shadow over Leanna's fragile three-year marriage. It was Renee who had abandoned Joshua at the altar, nearly turning the Griffiths family into a joke in Cenwood. To fulfill a promise made to Joshua's grandfather, Richard Griffiths, and to repay a childhood debt to Joshua, Leanna had stepped in to marry Joshua without a second thought. After the wedding, Leanna swapped her elegant dresses for an apron, striving to be the perfect wife, even as Joshua kept his distance. "Knowing that, you should have backed off earlier instead of clinging to something that wasn't yours!" Sandra snorted. "Renee graduated from a prestigious music academy abroad and was immediately recruited by a renowned symphony orchestra. She's well-mannered and comes from a good family. How could you, a high school dropout, ever compare to her?" Leanna had endured harsh words like these for the past three years. Since marrying into the Griffiths family, Leanna had diligently fulfilled her duties to her in-laws and consistently supported Sandra. Sandra, who had a habit of spending excessively, often turned to Leanna for financial aid when money ran low. Whenever Sandra suffered abuse from her husband, the Griffiths family turned a blind eye, wary of any negative impact on their social standing. Without Leanna's intervention, Sandra's situation might have been dire. Yet, here was Sandra, parading her independence and treating Leanna with disdain. Leanna was examining the conditions in the contract when, abruptly, she closed it with a snap and slid it across the table to Sandra. "Divorce is acceptable, but I'm claiming half of Joshua's assets." Sandra's eyes bulged in astonishment as she slammed her hand down on the table, springing to her feet abruptly. "Dream on! Don't presume your modest family can climb up the ladder with you marrying into the Griffiths family. You'll leave with nothing, absolutely nothing!" In response, Leanna calmly removed her apron and unzipped her baggy loungewear, revealing a sleek ribbed top and jeans that accentuated her figure. Leanna took off her glasses, her gaze sweeping over Sandra with a slight smile. "The decision isn't yours to make. I'll discuss it with Joshua directly." Sandra, caught off guard by Leanna's sudden transformation from the seemingly nobody she thought she knew to someone decidedly more calculating and distant, was momentarily speechless. When Sandra came to her senses, Leanna was already making her way to the exit. "Where do you think you're going? Come back here and sign these papers!" Sandra yelled. However, Leanna completely disregarded Sandra's angry accusations behind her. Stepping into the open air, Leanna quickly made a phone call. "Help me locate Joshua." By four o'clock, a Koenigsegg was blazing down the highway, cutting through traffic with incredible ease thanks to the driver's superb handling. "I've located him. He's at Sanctity Theater. The GPS is set." The voice through the Bluetooth connection sounded slightly anxious. "Leanna, please don't do anything rash. Joshua isn't worth it..." Leanna's brow furrowed in a mix of annoyance and amusement. "Rash? That's not how I do things." "I'm not so sure about that," Sloane Buckley retorted from the other end of the line. "You're usually solid, but you have lost yourself upon learning Joshua is the one who rescued you when you were just ten. I mean, why demean yourself for someone who doesn't see your worth? You even hide your true identity and abilities for his sake. Why?" "Enough!" Leanna cut off her friend's tirade abruptly. "This isn't about him. You're aware of the complexities with my family." Knowing Sloane was simply looking out for her, Leanna softened her tone a bit. "Don't worry. I'm merely going to request a divorce." "What? Oh my God..." Sloane gasped. Before Sloane's shriek could pierce her ear further, Leanna disconnected the call. A smile played on her lips as she pressed the accelerator down hard. Leanna skillfully maneuvered around a Bugatti that had been in her way, speeding ahead with authority. Meanwhile, in the rear seat of the black Bugatti, a man spoke in a cold, clear tone. "Follow that Koenigsegg. Alert Jasper to cut it off at the next intersection." The assistant accelerated, his voice shaky. "Sir, is there an issue with that vehicle?" The man reclined, his lips parting slightly as he murmured to himself, "It's been a long time, Tyrant." Chapter 2 She Is Tyrant! Tyrant? Aaron White, sitting in the driver's seat, jerked in surprise. Could it really be Tyrant, the legendary figure who had dominated the underground racing scene as its champion for years? Hadn't Tyrant vanished without a trace three years ago? What was Tyrant doing now, appearing out of nowhere on the roads of Cenwood? Moreover, the driver of the sleek Koenigsegg appeared to be a woman. Yet, with the certainty resonating in the voice of the man from the back seat, Aaron refrained from asking any questions. He focused intently on the vehicle pulling ahead, determined not to lose sight of it for even a moment. As Leanna overtook the Bugatti, she stole a glance at her left-side mirror, her brow furrowing. She tapped her Bluetooth earpiece, her tone cool and decisive. "Sloane, tap into the satellite. There's a Bugatti on my tail at eight o'clock. Identify the owner." Sloane, though taken aback, acted swiftly. She soon had the information, and a gasp escaped her as she spoke into the earpiece. "It belongs to the Ford family. It's... Matthew Ford!" Leanna's pupils contracted sharply. "No way. When did you get mixed up with that man?" Sloane's voice carried an unusual hint of panic. "I heard he came back from Woll Street, an overseas financial center, last month and has already turned Cenwood upside down, shifting the power dynamics among the old families." Sloane hesitated and then asked with suspicion, "You haven't gotten involved with the Ford Group's affairs, have you?" "Hey!" Leanna tapped her Bluetooth earpiece, her tone tinged with resignation. "I'm not that greedy. Plus, I've been in Cenwood for most of the last three years. Every time I travel abroad, I have to create new identities and cover my tracks. It's such a hassle. Do I look like I have time for messing with the Ford Group?" Sloane quickly realized her mistake. "Right, it's all Joshua's fault. If not for him, you..." "Enough. Can you hack into the Bugatti's system remotely? If we don't sort this out, Matthew's going to watch me catch Joshua red-handed." Leanna glanced at the rearview mirror again. The Bugatti was closing in as they spoke. "I can't!" Sloane's voice took on a sudden urgency. "It operates both manually and automatically. Simply cutting the system won't do the trick!" Leanna's expression grew even more intense. She was just about to respond when Sloane's voice escalated abruptly. "Leanna, ease up! You've got a blockade two kilometers up ahead!" As the fog of dust and debris thinned, revealing the road ahead, Leanna clicked her tongue in mild annoyance. "Quite the spectacle." The swift Koenigsegg was soon hemmed in, forced to halt by a barricade stretching from the front to the back. Leanna found herself being cornered on the asphalt, flanked by six supercars in front and a looming Bugatti at her rear. Leaning back in her seat, she raised an eyebrow, her interest piqued. The driver of the leading Ferrari, clearly the ring leader, motioned for Leanna to exit her vehicle and come forward for a talk. Yet, Leanna's gaze was locked on the Bugatti in her rearview mirror. Due to the distance, she could just discern the face of the driver. Matthew, sitting in the back, was partially obscured, but even the glimpse of his black suit did little to soften his daunting aura. Noticing the Koenigsegg's prolonged stillness, Aaron peered over to the back seat. "Sir, should we have Jasper force her out of the car?" Matthew, reclining with crossed legs, absentmindedly twirled a tourmaline ring around his middle finger. "Wait." Behind the dense car windows, Matthew seemed to lock gazes with Leanna in the front vehicle. He let out a soft chuckle. "Compliance will be so uncharacteristic of Tyrant." Leanna's patience snapped. She surveyed the traffic ahead. The opposing team seemed hesitant, merely signaling each other rather than advancing to extract her from the vehicle. "Sloane, any alternative roads to Sanctity Theater? I need a detour now," Leanna asked. Sloane's fingers flew over the device, her tone tinged with concern. "There's one, but you'll still need to get past this crossroad. With the traffic like this, it's nearly impossible!" "Ding, a new route calculated, saves five minutes..." After using the navigation system, Leanna sat up straight, kept the handbrake engaged, and slammed the accelerator. The engine's thunderous bellow made the blockers alter their expressions. The leader appeared to receive a signal from the trailing Bugatti, then ceased his attempts to communicate and directed his men toward Leanna. Dialogue was evidently futile, and they were prepared to escalate to physical confrontation. A smirk played on Leanna's lips. Just as the men reached within arm's reach, nearly grazing her car door, she yanked the steering wheel and slammed the accelerator. She carved a path through the lineup of cars at a sharp angle, leaving a gap in her wake as she sped off under the astonished stares of onlookers. "There's no road I can't conquer!" On the other end of the Bluetooth connection, Sloane screamed in exhilaration, but her excitement soon gave way to concern. "Are we going to make an enemy of Matthew by breaking through his barricade?" Leanna scoffed. "He initiated this pursuit. Besides, what's another enemy to me?" The sound of her sports car lingered in the air long after she was gone. Once back at the office, Jasper Todd was still shaken when he faced Matthew. "I apologize, sir. I failed to stop Tyrant. I accept any punishment you deem fit." Matthew stood next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, surveying Cenwood from the tallest point, his eyes locked onto a specific building. "Was that Koenigsegg associated with the Griffiths Group?" Aaron swiftly navigated his tablet and responded without hesitation, "The records confirm that the car was purchased three years ago, primarily used by Joshua and his father." Aaron paused briefly before continuing, "The driver today seems to be Joshua's wife, Leanna. But there's no way she's Tyrant." Before Aaron could elaborate, Jasper cut him off. "That's absurd! You were right there. You saw how that car smashed through our barricades. If she isn't Tyrant, then tell me, who else could pull off something like that? She must be Tyrant!" Aaron's expression tightened as he scrolled through the data. "According to these records, Leanna is merely the daughter of a modest film production company owner. After her mother's early death and her father's remarriage, she had to leave high school and move to another city due to the new family dynamics, including a stepbrother and stepsister. How could she possibly enter the Nolis Hill races, let alone dominate them as a top competitor?" Jasper found himself at a loss for words and instinctively turned his gaze toward Matthew. Matthew, towering and authoritative, commanded the room with his mere presence. Absently fidgeting with his Patek Philippe watch, Matthew let out a chuckle, the sound chilling them to the bone. With a sly smile, he suggested, "Extend an extra invitation to the Griffiths for next week's charity gala." Chapter 3 Not A Penny Less! The Koenigsegg screeched to a halt outside the gates of the Sanctity Theater. Immediately, a security guard dashed toward the car, waving his arms. "I'm sorry, but the theater is closed for a private event today. You'll have to leave." Leanna smirked at the guard from the driver's seat as the car window slid down. "Don't you recognize this car?" she asked, a playful tone in her voice. The guard scrutinized the license plate and then Leanna's face, his expression wary. He reached for his walkie-talkie, his voice cautious. "Ma'am, may I ask who you are? How are you connected to Mr. Griffiths? Do you have an invitation?" Leanna tilted her head, a mischievous wink in her eye. "I'm Joshua's wife, and I'm here to catch him red-handed." Before the guard could respond, Leanna hit the gas. The car surged forward, squeezing through the narrowing space of the partially opened gate with a loud crash. "Bam!" The sound of the gate breaking shattered the quiet of the theater. Inside, panic ensued. Joshua bolted onto the stage, his movements protective as he wrapped his arms around a visibly shaken Renee. He glared at the security guards, his voice raised in the chaos. "What are you doing, letting a car wreak havoc in the theater? If Renee gets hurt, you're all going to jail!" Renee clung to Joshua's shirt, her tears soaking the fabric. "Joshua, I'm terrified! Could this be a terrorist attack? We need to call the police!" Joshua soothed her with a gentle pat on the back. "Don't worry. I'm here. I won't let anyone hurt you!" He then turned and shouted at the guards, "What are you waiting for? Apprehend the intruders and bring them to the police!" The guards shared a look of uncertainty before one hesitantly pointed at the car's license plate. "Mr. Griffiths, that seems to be your car..." Joshua's heart skipped a beat as he saw the distinct and imposing Koenigsegg emerging from the dust. His pupils shrank in shock. This was his high-performance Koenigsegg, bought from an underground dealer for a hefty sum. At home, only he and his father were allowed to drive this advanced supercar due to its complex features. Now, the car sat mangled in the ruined gate, its once immaculate form scarred and dented, front lights shattered, surrounded by a spread of debris. Joshua felt the beginning of a headache. "How dare the intruders steal my car and create such chaos? They're going to regret this..." The next instant, the mangled car door swung open, and a slender, elegant figure emerged. "What penalty could possibly exceed the cost of your infidelity during our marriage?" Leanna's voice, though soft, cut through the noise of the crowded concert hall, bringing silence. Joshua's expression twisted in disbelief. "Leanna? What are you doing here..." Joshua's voice, initially panicked, grew harsh as he confronted her. "Have you lost your senses? Who gave you the right to disrupt Renee's concert? Do you really think I won't have you arrested?" With the car keys swinging lightly from her fingertips, Leanna advanced toward Joshua, her smirk playful yet menacing. "It seems the great Mr. Griffiths can squeeze in time for his mstress' concert, but not our divorce. I guess I had to deliver the papers myself." Her words set the hall abuzz with murmurs. "Is she the wife Mr. Griffiths has been hiding and never acknowledged? I thought she was just a high school dropout from the countryside. She's stunning!" "Wait, does this mean Mr. Griffiths has been unfaithful?" Renee, noticing the cameras lifting around her, altered her expression. She extricated herself from Joshua's embrace and turned to Leanna, tears welling up in her eyes. "Leanna, had you not meddled with my relationship with Joshua, I would never have had to leave. Now that I'm back, he only sees me as a friend. Why must you be so hostile?" Renee's voice broke as she spoke. "You've already occupied the position of Joshua's wife. What else do you want from me? Will you only be content if I am gone?" Renee's tearful appeal, along with her innocent appearance, swiftly drew compassion from the onlookers. The crowd began to defend Renee. "Miss Hayes and Mr. Griffiths are childhood sweethearts, perfect for each other. However, Mr. Griffiths ended up marrying a high school dropout. Who knows what she did to snag him?" "Exactly! When Miss Hayes left for overseas, Mr. Griffiths skipped the engagement party to bid her farewell. Clearly, he still has strong feelings for her!" "Being married on paper doesn't mean much. The one who is unloved is the true outsider!" As the tide shifted in her favor, Renee ducked behind Joshua, flashing a victorious grin at Leanna. Joshua carefully dabbed at Renee's tears before turning to Leanna, his expression filled with contempt as if she were the epitome of unreasonableness. "Let's resolve your concerns privately. There's no need to involve Renee in your malicious plots." Leanna observed their overt affection with a sneer. "How can you both be so shameless?" Leanna's gaze hardened as she addressed Renee, "Miss Hayes, let's be clear. Back then, you opted for fifty million and a promising career abroad over Joshua. Now, having failed overseas, you return seeking a fallback to prop you up?" "Sht up!" Joshua interrupted Leanna sharply, his eyes brimming with revulsion. "Renee had her reasons then, unlike you!" Witnessing Joshua's unwavering defense of Renee, Leanna's heart twisted with bitterness. The man who had once braved danger to rescue her from a terrorist now seemed like a stranger. In that instant, her heart broke completely. Leanna declared, "Joshua, if you're so committed to playing the doting partner for her, then sign the divorce papers and split our assets. But remember, a single penny less, and I won't agree to the divorce. You and your beloved can spend eternity together as the shameless pair you truly are." Chapter 4 Went Down With My Miserable Marriage Joshua never anticipated the drastic transformation in his usually compliant and manipulable wife. Adorned in chic clothing, Leanna had strode from the Koenigsegg across the dusty path with a newfound arrogance, a stark contrast to the domesticated housewife Joshua knew. "Quit daydreaming!" Joshua snapped, his expression darkening. "Enough, Leanna. Stop playing these games to capture my attention." His glare was a warning. "Your tricks only make me despise you more." For the first time, Leanna had found Joshua's self-righteous demeanor amusing. "Don't bring up personal feelings in a conversation about money. Don't you feel sick?" Leanna smirked at the duo and addressed Joshua sharply, "If you were so devoted to Renee, why didn't you follow her abroad back then? Why did you stay and marry me? Was your love not potent enough?" Joshua, struck deeply by her words, quickly responded, "You know my grandpa used the Griffiths Group to threaten me. How else could I stand by and watch Renee leave..." "So, it all boils down to money, doesn't it?" Leanna interrupted him sharply. "Your so-called true love can't compete with being the heir to the Griffiths Group, can it?" Leanna chuckled mockingly. "Joshua, stop playing the part of the loyal lover!" Exposed in front of everyone, Joshua's cheeks flamed with embarrassment. Renee quickly came to his defense with a thoughtful tone. "Leanna, there's no need to work so hard at driving a wedge between Joshua and me. He has his reasons." Renee then locked eyes with Leanna, her gaze meaningful and provoking. "Leanna, I'm well aware you're trying to sabotage my relationship with Joshua just to get more share of the Griffiths family's assets. Wasn't that your motive for marrying him?" With these words hanging in the air, Joshua's contempt for Leanna grew, and he scoffed. "I knew it! You're always greedy. A million has already been deposited into your account, and that Audi will soon be in your name. The Griffiths family can easily handle that. We're not some insignificant, petty family like yours..." "That's mere pocket change!" Leanna retorted sharply, giving little regard for Joshua's reputation by confronting him. "You're a billionaire. Considering our joint marital assets, plus all the cars and houses, I should be claiming at least five hundred million. Who are you trying to fool with that second-hand Audi from your sister?" Leanna's gaze then cut sharply to Renee, who instinctively recoiled. "If I'm not wrong, that necklace adorning your little sweetheart over there is worth over a million, isn't it?" Joshua, positioning himself protectively in front of Renee, snapped, "Don't you find your greed repulsive, Leanna? Renee's necklace was a gift from me. She embodies purity and kindness, unlike you, who only have eyes for wealth!" Leanna shot back with a dismissive nod, "So, you refuse to pay, is that it?" With those words, she spun around and climbed back into the Koenigsegg. As everyone looked on, puzzled by her actions, the silence was broken by the thunderous sound of the sports car's engine revving to life, vibrating through the air. The sleek black supercar surged forward like a swift arrow, barreling up the deserted steps directly toward the stage. "Bam!" Caught off-guard, Joshua and Renee were showered in a spray of wooden splinters. Renee let out a sharp scream, while Joshua, fighting back his own panic, yelled at Leanna, "Leanna, if you pull another stunt like this, I won't let it slide..." Unperturbed, Leanna ignored his threats. She threw the car into reverse, narrowly avoiding a collision with the stage. "Joshua, I'll ask you once more. Are you going to split the assets, or not?" she called out, her voice cutting through the tension. The engine's roar drained the color from Joshua's face. Crushed between the aggressive car and Leanna's forceful presence, he forgot any thoughts of escape. He had intended to call for security, only to discover they had vanished with the fleeing crowd. Now, only the three of them remained in this standoff. Joshua felt Leanna had lost her mind! Leanna relished the terror etched on Joshua's and Renee's faces, her lips twisting into a satisfied grin. As the engine's growl intensified, the car, under Joshua's horrified gaze, charged toward the stage once more!!! ...... What happens next? 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2,070,828	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2070461}'	No	2024-10-03 04:31	active	1571	🔥🔥Click to read the next chapter for free👉	Chapter 1 Scented candles, champagne, and rose petals… check! Haley strolled across the bedroom. A crimson silk gown hugged her curves, flowing down her ankles, with a daring slit that revealed a glimpse of her slender leg. In the background, a soft melody played, lulling her to give in to the exhaustion from spending the whole day getting ready. For twenty-nine days, she'd been anticipating and preparing for tonight. Liam rarely came home. They'd been married for three years, but their relationship was nothing more than a distant coexistence. Her husband was always conveniently busy with work, hardly having time for her. The only proof of their relationship was the intimacy they shared once a month. Tonight marked their third anniversary. As one of the few nights Liam would get intimate with her, everything must be perfect. If only he'd come home now. The business trip should be over. His assistant told her Liam's plane landed an hour ago. Did an emergency come up at his company and he needed to take care of it? Bored, she picked up her phone, checking into her tiktok to kil-l time. Just then, a piece of news popped up, featuring NK Enterprise, her husband's company. Excited, Haley tapped into the news; "William Nash, Famous CEO of NK Enterprise, Checks Into Hotel With his Mystery Girlfriend, Relationship Revealed" William? Her Liam? Haley stood up, her eyes glued to her phone's screen, shock and disbelief taking over. Angry as well when she saw the image of her husband walking into the famous Eden Suites Hotel, his arm snaked around a woman's waist. And when the woman's face was revealed, so many thoughts flooded Haley's mind at once. Disbelief, fear, and uncertainty. Leah! The girl who looked a lot like Lisa, Liam's Ex. Leah was a mere receptionist at NK Enterprise until one day, Liam noticed the similarities she shared with his Ex. Not a week went by before he promoted her to the secretary position. Rumors were flying around at that time that William Nash had a soft spot for his secretary, Rumors Haley found hard to believe. Liam might be cold and unromantic with her, but he wasn't the kind of person she believed would have an affair, talk more with his secretary. But what was this news about? Liam must have gone to the hotel with his secretary for some business dealings, right? Still, what was with holding Leah's waist? Sinking in confusion was pointless. Haley dialed his number. He didn't answer the phone, heightening her anxiety. On her third trial, he finally picked up. “What's up?” His deep voice, heavy with tiredness, murmured through the phone. Haley inhaled deeply, controlling her emotions. “Liam, where are you? Today's our third anniversary, remember?” “So?” From his careless tone, Haley couldn't help but imagine him rolling his eyes. “Not coming home. Sleep by yourself.” Knowing what she wanted, he still rejected her brutally, his voice holding no remorse, a gut-wrenching punch to her pride. Just then, a female voice, soft and seductive, came on the phone. “Willy, I'm thirsty.” Willy? Even Haley wasn't allowed to call him that. He truly was with a woman! At this hour, her husband was with a freaking woman! The phone beeped. He hung up the call. Dazed, Haley's gaze fell on the decorations; her hard work. She sank onto the bed, her thoughts spinning and that voice echoing. Leah. That was Leah's voice. What was happening? Did she misread Liam's lack of displaying affection for her as a part of his cold personality? Sleep departed Haley's eyes, and her throat was suddenly dry. She longed for anything to distract her from the confusing and heartbreaking thoughts, so she gulped down the champagne, wishing it'd wash her sadness away. Why did he love to hurt her feelings? During the times he never returned home, was he really with his secretary as the rumors had it? Haley stirred in the middle of the night, drowsy and starkly aware of the strong hands fondling with her gown. She found Liam hovering over her, trying to undress her. Haley blinked. Urgh! Why was she dreaming about this man who only knew to break her heart? Yet, as his fingers grazed her body, goosebumps spread across her skin, and she winced. “Hey, wait…” Haley stopped him, her voice hoarse from crying, still wanting to confirm if she was dreaming. Liam smirked. “You called me back. Isn't it for this?” Haley blushed. He came back. Maybe she'd misunderstood again. “I've got you our anniversary present. Wanna see it?” She asked. “Boring.” He trailed kisses down her neck, pulling her nightgown down. “Uhm, Liam…” Irritation flashed in his eyes when she interrupted again. Haley gulped, summoning courage, grateful for the whole bottle of champagne she'd emptied in her stomach. “C- Can… Can you not wear it tonight?” Liam halted. His dark eyes bore a hole through her heart, his expression frosting over. The atmosphere became so stale and suffocating, and her breathing hitched when he pushed her away. “You're always okay with me wearing protection.” His dark voice made her shudder. “Why not now?” Haley cowered to the bed's headboard, flushed and embarrassed. She looked down. “It's your Grandma. She laments every day about us not having a baby.” “Grandma, huh?” He scoffed, pinning her with a glare. “More like you're desperate to have a child to keep the title of Mrs. Nash in this family!” His mouth spat venom. Haley held back her tears and clenched her fists, the bitterness in his words spreading from her heart and numbing her whole. Chapter 2 She loved him and wanted to have his baby. Was it a crime to ask? A marriage was supposed to be a union of mutual consent where the couple lived harmoniously. But she didn't even have a right to voice out her heart desires. His words fell over her like chilled water, dousing the wine's effect, and dampening her hope. Haley sobered up immediately, grief clutching her heart. “Liam, do you think I married you just for money?” Haley didn't see those words coming from him. Through her actions, her genuine love was obvious. While he spent most nights outside, she maintained a perfect home for him to return to. She neither complained nor demanded his affection, just giving and never taking. Why couldn't he see it? The suspicion in his eyes as he stared at her hurt more than daggers piercing her heart. If only she could read his thoughts- his mind. “What else do you expect me to think!” Liam spat out, unaware of the poisonous effect of his words on her heart. Or maybe he was aware. “Haley Nash, don't overstep your limits. I'll never have children with you. Don't forget how you plotted to marry me in the first place!” His words weren't only insulting, but also heartbreaking, reducing her to a desperate woman eager for his affection. Where did she go wrong? She gave him her heart, and he didn't have any trouble with crushing it at every opportunity he got. “You're still not over Lisa, are you?” Haley shouldn't have asked the now obvious truth. Back then, Lisa had been the only obstacle to her happiness; the man she loved. While she'd desperately longed for him, he never spared her a glance. His eyes were only for Lisa. However, didn't Leah share a great resemblance with Lisa, his Ex? Instead of acknowledging Haley's feelings, he'd transferred all the love he had for his Ex to Leah. To him, Leah was a mirror, reflecting his first love, Lisa. Liam didn't answer her question, his dark eyes narrowing into slits, the emotions in his eyes unreadable. He left the room, slamming the door. Desperation fueling her grief, Haley scurried off the bed and went after him. Wiping her tears furiously, she hurried to catch up with him. “Let’s get a divorce,” Haley blurted out. Liam halted in his steps. His back facing her, his body went rigid. A moment of silence went by, filled with tension. Haley watched him with bated breath, her heartbeat picking up. “Fine.” He moved. Without a glance in her direction, the man walked away. Fine. Just fine? Haley chuckled, her laughter mixed with tears. For three years, she'd overworked herself beyond measure only to please the man she loved. She was the perfect wife, the best daughter-in-law. Whenever he came back home sick, she stayed up all night nursing him. While she always hid her illness from him so as to not bother him. She might look pale and fragile, but he never cast her a glance talk more of asking how she was feeling. Despite that, Haley never complained. She only wanted to be perfect for him, to melt his cold heart someday. Yet, her divorce proposal was only received with a single word, almost insignificant. 'Fine.' It showed he never cared, and would never. If only she'd realized that earlier. On the first day she saw him in college, he stole her heart. That was the most bizarre thing that had ever happened to her. At that time, he was with Lisa. She dared not be the third wheel. Haley had been bold enough to confess her feelings when Lisa left and dumped him. She'd offered him comfort, striving to mend his heart. She worked hard to get his attention, getting into his family's good books, and sacrificing her own family’s happiness. Her hard work paid off as Liam eventually noticed her. Thinking he'd forgotten Lisa, Haley married him happily. But the nightmare began on their wedding night. He set rules for her; Their intimacy would only happen once a month. She wasn't allowed to call him with any endearing name. She wasn't allowed to cook his food or touch his things. She wasn't allowed to ask more than he gave her. She was never allowed to make their relationship public. Thinking he only needed time to adjust to her, she'd had no objections. Tears blurred Haley's vision. She leaned by the wall, blinking at her phone's screen that suddenly lit up. A message notification appeared. Wondering who was messaging her this late, she clicked on the message. [I'm pre-gnant. It's time for me to become the new Mrs. Nash.] A message from his secretary. To put it accurately, his mistress, Leah. Haley gripped the phone, her body trembling. Accompanying the message was a screenshot of a pregnan-cy test result. It turned out, Liam didn't hate babies after all. He just didn't want to have one with her! How disappointing that she'd wasted her time thinking he only disliked having babies. What's the point in sticking with a man who wouldn't value her? Haley wiped her tears. She'd been having second thoughts whenever the decision came to her mind to just leave the man, because a part of her mind always held hope for a better future for them. But right now, the future seemed ridiculous, almost laughable. Even Leah whom he only hired three months ago was now pragnant with his child. The more Haley clung onto this man, the more he'd enjoy breaking her, reveling in her misery. That night, Haley retrieved the document she'd hidden in a dark corner of the closet. Staring at it, her heart throbbed tremendously, a part of her dying in that moment, A pain brought by watching her years of hard work crumbling right before her. She took in a deep breath, sniffing back the tears she now hated more than anything, Tears that reminded her of how weak and helpless she'd reduced herself to all in the name of begging for love. Never again. Chapter 3 The Next Morning. As Liam ate breakfast in the dining room, the atmosphere was stale and somehow still as if something was amiss. He glanced at the empty chair across from him now and then, his thoughts wiring back to last night. Where was that crazy woman? Was she still inside the bedroom shedding crocodile tears? Spending the whole night in the study room was enough to teach her a lesson. At least, she'd lost the chance of him touching her this month. She would never bring up that ridiculous topic again. Yet, halfway through eating, Liam's indifference turned into a small frown that formed on his face, his eyes darting upstairs. Did she think that starving herself would make him give in and grant her wish? How silly. Liam summoned the maid. “Why isn't Mrs. Nash coming down? Go and get her.” But the maid lingered, her fearful gaze avoiding his eyes. With a hesitant look on her face, she extended a gift box to him. “Actually… M-Mr, Nash. Mrs. Nash left the house an hour ago. She left this box for you.” Liam's frown deepened. What was that woman up to? He took the box impatiently, and his eyes caught the tag on it. “3rd Anniversary Gift” “How childish.” The corner of his li-ps twitched mockingly, a subtle smile forming. Liam tore the wraps around the box, wondering if this was the present she insisted on giving him last night. Once he revealed the content of the box, however, he narrowed his eyes at the white document with the word “Divorce Agreement!” boldly written at the top. Liam smashed his fist on the table and shot to his feet. He snat-ched the papers. Divorce! Was she serious last night? His nerves rippling with rage, he flipped through the papers, his eyes widening more seeing her signatures on each section. [Reason for Divorce: Disharmony in se-x!] His anger hit the ceiling when he saw that. The words sounded more like he didn't satisfy her enough in bed. How dare she mock him in such a demeaning manner? She was becoming bold, huh? Dramatic! Liam grabbed his phone, clutching it. His breathing ragged, he dialed her number. “Where the hel are you!!!” “Just sign the divorce, William Nash.” Her calm voice was devoid of the desperation from last night. “Then you're fr-ee to have kids with any woman you want.” She hung up instantly, leaving him in a daze. For several minutes, Liam stood in the same spot, staring at the papers, not believing his eyes. Was she really serious? Then a thought came to his mind and he snickered. After trying all possible means, she resorted to this silly trick to get his attention. That crazy woman never ran out of ideas. Well, an hour was enough for her to return to her senses. She'd soon beg him and claim it was a joke. With that in mind, Liam got ready and left for his company. In the afternoon, he found himself thinking about her tantrum, unable to finish any work. So he took his phone and called the house's telephone, knowing she'd answer it. But instead of Haley, the maid answered the phone. “Mr. Nash, is there something you need?” “Where's Haley?” Liam gritted out. “Uhm, Mr. Nash… Mrs. Nash hasn't come back,” the maid answered with a sigh. Liam cut the call brutally! Haley! What was she still doing outside? Did she go to his Grandmother to complain about him? When evening approached, Liam dialed the house's telephone again, ready to lash at her. Yet, it was the maid who answered the phone again. “Mr. Nash, Mrs. Nash didn't return.” She sounded worried. “She has never left the house for this long.” Liam cut the call. He tugged at his necktie and began pacing in his office, his emotion a mix of anger and disbelief. Haley was going too far. She'd better end this prank before he extended her punishment. While he was walking back and forth, his assistant, Joye, came in with some documents. “Mr. Nash, these are from the HR-” “Check the money on Haley's card. Is there any change from yesterday?” Liam interrupted him, his voice sounding desperate. Danmit! Was he desperate? He just wanted to find more reasons to punish that woman in case she spent his money recklessly. “Right away, Mr. Nash!” Joye returned later, the look of horror on his face making Liam wonder if someone died on his way back. “Mr. Nash- Mr. Nash, you won't believe this!” Joye barged into the office. Liam was impatient. “What is it!? And where's the task I gave you?” Joye opened his mouth wide, looking as if he'd seen a ghost. “It turns out Mrs. Nash has never touched a single penny on her card! Isn't that strange?” That was impossible. It was hard to believe. If Haley had never spent a single penny on his card, where did she get all the money she used to bu-y meaningless gifts for him? Those expensive wristwatches, the cufflinks made of gold, the expensive neckties and designer shoes… and also the expensive perfumes she'd stacked inside his closet, not to mention the limited edition sports car she got him as a birthday gift two months ago! Weren't they all bought with his money? Did she swindle them from his Grandmother? After all, she'd always pretended to be nice to his clueless Grandmother in or-der to get close to him. “Erm, Mr. Nash…” Joye said, snapping him from his thoughts. His assistant scratched his head nervously, giving him a worried look. “You look pale and you're sweating… is everything alright?” Liam threw him a glare. “It's nothing.” “Uhm, but, Mr. Nash, if you feel sick, I can call the Madam as always,” Joye suggested. “By the way, isn't she an amazing woman? All women out there would lavish your money, but she-” “Go away.” Liam chased the noisy guy out. For the first time, he was a bit flustered. But as he sat on his chair, he whispered to himself, “Well, she's a nobody without me. She'll soon run back and apologize.” Chapter 4 At IvoryRains Apartment Building, located downtown. Haley settled in her new apartment, the small and cozy interior a stark contrast to the luxury and glam of Liam's Villa. Yet, in this mini apartment, she felt somehow at peace with herself. Her mind, once clouded with thoughts of Liam alone, was now clearing up. Every minute of her life had been filled with thinking about him, brainstorming different ways to make the man happy. Even though she loved Liam, it was worthless to live in a marriage with three people in it. Haley could stomach anything the man threw at her, but not a betrayal as big as having an affair and impregnating another woman. Lost in her thoughts, the sound of her phone's ringtone snapped her back to the present. Haley picked up the phone from the small table stand, staring at the contact display name. She'd developed this habit of shuddering in fear whenever her mother-in-law called, and now she found herself repeating the same thing. ‘Habits die hard, don't they?’ Bracing up herself, Haley pressed the answer button, knowing too well not to put the phone any way close to her ears, lest she risked losing her eardrums. “What's keeping you from coming, you stup-id insignificant girl!” Vera Nash seemed to be in a very bad mood, as her voice blared like a trumpet through the phone. “Why don't you come and help me clean today! Did you forget it's Monday!?” Haley pursed her li-ps. Indeed, she used to go to Liam's mother's place every Monday to do house chores for her every week, under the woman's stern command. Haley replied, “I won't go there today.” “Eh? Not coming!?” Vera shouted, disbelief ebbing her tone. “Do you know who's speaking, Haley? How dare you talk to me like that when you're a barren woman? You should be happy I even let you stay with my son!” And so began her train of insults. Vera never missed any opportunity to tell Haley how useless she was without a child in the Nash family. Haley digested the insult, always keeping a perfect attitude in 0rder not to anger her mother-in-law. But right now, she felt abu.sed, the woman's insult angering her so much that her body was shaking. “Vera Nash, soon there will be someone to help your son have a baby.” Haley cut the call, something she'd never done before. But it felt so satisfying to hang up on the spiteful woman. She couldn't live like this anymore. Years of hard work didn't get her recognized by Liam's parents. Even if Haley hanged herself someday in the name of her love for the man, she doubted if Liam and his parents would even bat an eye. Why should she live her life for others when she could be herself? With that in mind, Haley unpacked her belongings. She spent half of the day cleaning the apartment, decorating it to her liking, and hanging her clothes on the rack. As the evening approached, Haley left the apartment building, heading to DG Jewelry Corp., her favorite jewelry company. They had recently opened up vacancies for physical applicants. With her portfolio in handy, Haley spent more than an hour in the HR Department, undergoing the initial interviews and some physical tests. “Although we're open for applications, this company is top-notch among Its competitors. Don't think you can get in so easily, Young Lady,” Seemingly amazed by Haley's confidence, the manager warned. Haley only smiled, her rapt attention fixed on the pieces of gemstones scattered on the desk in front of her. Carefully, she picked each one with a holder, crafting an intricate design on the plain golden necklace. It was only a demo that lasted for thirty minutes, yet, the outcome had all the employees gathering around, their widened eyes gleaming with awe and astonishment. “Oh my Gosh! I can't breathe.” “It's perfect! How did she even do that in such a short time?” “She must have years of experience to be able to pull it off so effortlessly without a single mistake.” “Who's she? Can we see her portfolio?” However, the manager in whose hands was her portfolio looked a bit pale, his hands shaking. His voice cracked as he spoke, his gaze darting from Haley to her portfolio. “So it's you…” Haley raised an inquisitive brow, smiling. “I beg your pardon.” “Scratch that! You've been approved, Young Lady. Go ahead and meet the CEO while I forward him your documents!” The Manager's action surprised other employees. Haley wasn't a bit astonished but relieved that the man was quick-witted enough to grasp the situation and hid her secret. The first floor was the fine jewelry customization area and the fifth floor was the designer's office. She lingered by to admire the pieces of jewelry each encased inside a glass stand. Wowed by the glittering objects and inspired by many designs, she lost track of time admiring the jewelry. Some of the jewelry looked very familiar, and for the first time, Haley was happy, seeing the jewelry on display. For a few minutes, she forgot the chaos and the heartache caused by Liam's betrayal. Knowing it was near closing time, Haley proceeded to the fifth floor. She was about to take the elevator when she heard the most annoying voice. "Haley, what are you doing here? It's such bad luck." Chapter 5 Turning around, Haley came face to face with Leah. Her good mood plummeted instantly, replaced by irritation and disgust when Leah all but flashed her a sweet smile, rubbing her flat tummy. “Do I need to tell you where I'm going?” Haley replied. “You're just a mistress.” Leah's eyes dimmed, and her smile faded into a deep scowl. “I might be a mistress now, but not anytime soon.” Her tone filled with arrogance, she eyed Haley from head to toe. “As you can see, I'm here to pick out mine and Will's wedding rings.” “Ow?” Haley put on a surprised look, feigning happiness. “Finally, someone to pack off my garbage. Congrats, and please talk to Liam and let him sign the divorce papers soon. Or you will still be the mistress.” Her tone light and full of mockery, Haley was surprised at her own calmness as she stood in front of the woman who literally seduced her husband. Forget it. Liam was no better. Leah's expression switched from white to green, her fingernails digging into her palms. She breathed heavily. “I know you're jealous because you can never give Willy even a single child. Doesn't he hate you?” Leah went on caressing that spot in her ab-domen, giving Haley a taunting look. “Forget it, I won’t waste my time with you, after all, I'm pragnant now, it's not good for the baby to be angry.” Disgusted, Haley felt like vomiting. Just how morally twisted Leah was to flaunt an affair in public? They'd only met a few times in the past. Haley once visited Liam's office to deliver his launch to pave the way for their closeness. While the man chased her out, Leah was there and had a triumphant smile on her face. Haley disregarded it. To not irritate Liam further, she avoided getting into a fight with any of his employees. But one day, Liam brought her home for dinner with the excuse that they were just back from a business gala. It had been evident in Leah's eyes that she wanted to covet her husband but Haley didn't mind because she trusted Liam. Very funny! The two deserved each other. Deeming standing there a waste of her time, she turned to walk into the elevator when Leah screamed at her. “Stop right there!” Leah trotted forward on her high heels, blocking Haley's path. “Did you bu-y jewelry here using Will's card, poor bit-ch? You're such a greedy woman, you're getting divorced and you still spend his money.” Haley pushed her out of the way. “Tsk, a cheating man deserves a dumb woman. Who said I came here to bu-y jewelry? I came here for an interview, duh!” Waving her portfolio at her, Haley snickered. She didn't waste time to watch the dumbfounded look on Leah's face, and she walked into the elevator which took her to the fifth floor. There… A stream of other applicants was waiting for the final round of interviews. Haley found an empty spot and sat on one of the waiting chairs. She glanced at her wristwatch nervously, tapping her feet on the floor. With this many applicants waiting in line, it would take a miracle for her to get the final interview. “Gosh! I'm so nervous!” A female sitting beside her shuddered. “I heard the chairman of the design department is so strict!” Another female whispered. “He's not only the chairman, but also the CEO of the DG Group,” said the guy sitting by her right. “Awwwn, Andrew Woods. I heard he is handsome and charismatic. Lavishes money on his women mercilessly!” Said the girl sitting close to Haley. “I've pulled many stunts to get to this final interview! I have to get this job!” She added with resolve which made Haley chuckle a bit. “You're quite ambitious, Amby. Rumor has it that he's married. Can you afford that?” “So what? As long as he's willing-” Haley shook her head. It turned out not all applicants were here for the job. Her gesture caught the girl's attention. She eyed Haley, a look of displeasure evident in her eyes. “You're not also here to covet Andrew Woods, are you?” “Believe me, I'll pass.” Haley chuckled. “Is she crazy?” “I bet Andrew Woods will glance at her twice because she's pretty. Isn't he only into pretty women?” “I think she's just arrogant. Let's see if she even gets the job.” The females whispered among themselves, making Haley the center of attention. The guy sitting by her right sighed. “It's hard to believe that you're not interested in the god of money, Andrew Woods.” He lowered his voice. “You just earned my respect, Young Lady.” “You never know what's inside someone's mind,” said the girl called Amby. “Don't believe her so easily, she might have a trick up her sleeves just like we all do.” “Another thought. She's giving up early because she knows she'll never stand a chance!” The second female rolled her eyes. “Yeah. From the looks of it, she comes from a poor background.” Laughed the third female. Their words fell on deaf ears because, at that moment, the secretary came out and called Haley's name. “Mr. Woods requests to see a lady called Haley. Is she here?” Haley raised her hand and stood up. “Please follow me, Young Lady.” The secretary smiled warmly, leading the way. As Haley followed her into the office, the whispers behind her increased, their voices filled with disbelief and suspicion. Haley stepped into the office. Sitting across the wide mahogany desk was the strong man. The air around the office seemed to thicken, his intimidating presence capable of snatching anyone's breath away. Not Haley's breath, though. Her heartbeat was intact. The man didn't didn't look up, his eyes fixed on the computer screen in front of him, concealing his face. Haley could only imagine, her heart sinking in gloom as she fiddled with her fingers, a slight guilt tugging at her heart. “Please introduce yourself,” he murmured deeply, his tone lacking patience. Sighing, Haley cleared her throat, her voice crisp and nervous. “I'm Haley, here to interview for the designer position.” Instantly, the man lifted his head as if compelled by a rapid force, and Haley saw his face. Chapter 6 The man's expression was masked by surprise for a few seconds, then he laughed. “What took you so long to visit my company?” Haley loosened up. Her li-ps pulled into a happy smile and she ran over and hugged him. “I'm finally here, Brother. How's life treating you?” “Fantastic!” He stood up and lifted her in the air, his laughter resounding in the office walls. “It was boring all day long before you appeared. What a huge surprise!” Seeing the happiness in her brother's eyes as he welcomed her warmly, Haley's guilt expanded. She pursed her li-ps and sighed as he put her down. “Why the gloomy look? Lemme guess, you miss your husband already just after arriving here.” Her brother pinched her cheek, taunting her. Then his brows pulled together in a displeased frown. “You've lost a lot of flesh. What's with the skinny look? Are you on a diet?” Haley shook her head. It was true that she'd lost a tremendous amount of weight in the past few years. Ever since she married Liam, Haley couldn't help but notice that. The years of house chores had greatly worn her out. “Big Bro…” she tugged at his jacket sleeve, acting spoiled. “The truth is… I'm divorcing Liam-” “What!?” Her brother didn't let her finish speaking. Looking flabbergasted, Andrew Woods sank into his chair. “You're pulling my legs. That is the most ridiculous joke ever! Don't you love that guy like your whole life depends on it?” It hurt to be reminded of how silly she'd been. “You even went against us, your family, to marry him, remember?” He reminded her. “So stop cooking up lies. As your Big Bro, I won't punish you for running off to marry him in secret.” Blinking her eyes, Haley fought to hold back her tears. She sat beside him on the chair's armrest and narrated everything to him. “So you see, it's not worth living in a loveless marriage…” Haley was afraid she would run mad someday because of that heartless man. She was even happy she survived the torture of those three years. After hearing her story, her brother sighed. “Three years ago, you left us to marry William. I thought you could live happily with him. I didn't think he'd dare bully you.” Haley had been so blinded by love that she refused to listen to any word her family said. She ended up getting disowned by her own parents. “How about forgetting that as-shole and coming home with me today? Mom and Dad miss you,” her brother suggested. Haley would jump at the opportunity, but… "I'll definitely go back, but not now. As soon as Liam signs the divorce papers, I'll move back home.” She couldn't meet her parents at the moment. What was she gonna tell them? How was she gonna apologize? Would they be able to forgive her? Her Brother was kind and understanding enough, but sometimes Haley couldn't understand her parents who had a bad temper. Crossing them was one of her biggest mistakes. "In the meantime, how about taking me in as a designer in this company?" Haley asked. "I'm using my first name anyway, people won't know you're my brother." Andrew's eyes shone with happiness. “You want to work here? As long as you are willing, the whole company can be given to you." “Haha! That's too much to ask, Bro.” Haley laughed. “Look at you being picky.” He ruffled up her hair. “If it's the DG Group you want, I'll hand it all over. You're my only Sis anyway.” But Haley denied. “I just want to work as a designer.” Disappointed, Andrew nodded. "I don’t understand. Why don't you let me announce you to a higher position in the company?" That would be too much. Knowing her brother well, he'd insist on giving her the best. So Haley changed the topic. "Actually, I've been working with this company for a long time." Her brother looked pale immediately. “Wait, what do you mean?” “Do you like last month's newest necklace "Treasure"?” Haley asked. Her brother was speechless. ”So you are “Crystal”? The most mysterious jewelry designer?” Haley smiled and nodded. Andrew looked thoughtful. "I wondered why Crystal is willing to work with our company, it's you!!!” Haley flushed in embarrassment. "I just want to start as a new designer in this company, so I don't need to let anyone else know who I am.” “Why though?” The frown returned to Andrew's face. “You're an exceptional designer! Everyone's dying to meet “Crystal” and I can't wait to boast about you!” The more he spoke, the more embarrassed Haley felt. “Come on, Bro… let's keep this our little secret.” She added, “I'm confident that I can prove myself, and I don't want to attract Liam's attention.” Under the alias “Crystal” Haley had designed countless jewelry and sold them out at huge prices. She wanted to feel confident about her love for Liam, so she worked hard to afford the gifts a powerful man like him would appreciate. But instead of appreciating those gifts, Liam left them to rot. The only sensible thing he'd ever done was hand over the sports car she'd bought as his birthday gift to charity. “You've suffered all these years…” Andrew patted her hair gently. “I'll help you get revenge and teach that heartless man a lesson.” Haley shook her head and whispered, "No need, it's not worth wasting energy on unimportant people.” “Have you really let go?” Andrew asked worriedly. Haley nodded. “The future is bright. I'll never look back.” “You've matured a lot.” Her brother stared at her proudly. “Since you've said so, I'll let him off. Just promise me you'll always be happy.” Haley hugged him again. “I promise.” Three years of hardship was enough for her to mature. She would never be stu-pid again. Haley's phone rang, disrupting the silence. Seeing Liam's name blinking on the screen, her eyes dimmed. “Have you made enough of a scene? Now come back home!” The first words he said when she answered the phone. Haley almost laughed out loud, but his words weren't funny. For three years, she'd gotten used to his authoritative voice always 0rdering her around, but now it sounded foreign in her ears. “William Nash, I told you to just sign the divorce papers. Leave me alone,” she replied, her low voice calm. Haley had been so used to him yelling at her but not anymore.	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