Chapter 17

Perched on the edge of his bed, Jace watched a surveillance video that Yoel had managed to download by hacking through the system.

Jace frowned at the video that was filled with bright, colorful lights and loud dance music. He did not like these types of loud and messy places, but he had to put up with it and continue watching.

He noticed a woman in the video. She was at the center of attention. With a red-lacy dress and a pair of gold-colored high heels, she swayed to the rhythm of the music. Her movements were laid-back yet graceful and seductive. The colorful lights were unable to hide her glowing fair skin, and when she slightly tilted her head, Jace caught a look at her face.

It was Sage Luz.

Taking another careful look at the woman’s face, Jace nearly jumped up from the bed as his eyes widened in shock.

It was her, but not exactly her.

His wife was a gentle, soft, and quiet lady. How was it possible that she looked so alluring and seductive in the video?

Jace was transfixed by the video. He watched her movements, and he desperately wanted to deny that the woman in the video had been his wife. However, the heavy make-up had failed to conceal the mole under her right eye.

It was definitely her.

He then saw his friend inch his way toward her and run his hands slowly down her hips.

Jace’s gaze darkened as his grip on the phone tightened. Gritting his teeth, Jace cursed under his breath. “That bastard, how dare he touch my woman? Does he have a death wish?!”

Just as the thought flashed through his mind, the woman in the video grabbed Yoel’s arm and threw him over her shoulder before ruthlessly slapping him.

Jace’s gaze wavered.

At the same time, Yoel said through the phone, “You saw how your ex-wife had attacked me right? I’m not joking when I say that my shoulders are still feeling sore. Tell me it was you who taught her all those moves.”

Jace could not sit still anymore. He rose to his feet and walked out of the room. “Send me the address,” he said in a firm voice.

On the way to Salem City, Jace replayed the video over and over again. He concluded that this was the true nature of his former wife, and the person that appeared to be loving and gentle was just a facade.

However, Jace could not help but acknowledge that she had done a good job pretending to be someone who she was not. He had not seen through her in their three years of marriage.

is she really?” wondered

but everyone knew that the Bennets

thought of this, Jace’s

see what tricks you still have up your sleeves then, Sage Luz,” Jace

night, but when she opened her eyes she felt as if her head had been

“You’re awake?”

in time and passed her a glass of milk and said, “Have some milk

Sage took the glass of milk and asked in a hoarse

You were a drunk mess last

at the dining table as he watched his sister chug down the glass of milk. “Ever since you were young you really hated drinking milk.

Sage quickly rinsed her mouth. She felt better, and then she looked down at her wrinkled dress. Picking up

going to shower,” said

you remember anything about

“I remembered that I danced, was almost taken advantage of… and then I threw him over my shoulder and slapped him…

 

“Yeah, and…”

anything that

his coffee, Luther glanced at Sage and said, “You threw

Sage, not feeling bad at all. She then added, “Too bad

the shower and then she stopped. She sensed that something was wrong.

said, “Yoel Fulton, the youngest son of the Fulton

Riverside City? The well-known family with a mafia background?” asked Sage with a

“Bingo,” replied Luther.

the one who messed with me first. Worst comes to worst, we’ll have

not be too sure which side would end up being the

had just entered the shower, Luther felt a surge of hopelessness. Sage had always found a way to get herself into trouble. Luther felt as if he had been transported back to a time when they were children. He

Luther felt

Sage felt even

laid out everything in front of Sage so that she might select

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