A hint of mockery flashed in Mia’s eyes. In the past, she would’ve felt terrible. But now that she and Timothy were divorced, it didn’t matter how many women were to stay in the villa. It had nothing to do with her.

Mia stepped forward. “Hi—”

Before she could finish, the beautiful woman ignored her and walked around the living room. Then, she said to the butler, Kaleb Gould, “Those curtains are hideous, and so is the couch. Remember to also change the beds in the bedrooms to the brand I like.”

Mia watched as this “guest” criticized every corner of her marital home. She said bluntly, “Who are you? We’re not doing any renovations here.”

“Allow me to introduce myself—I’m Maya Lane, and I’m the future lady of this household. Naturally, that means I call the shots when it comes to this villa’s furnishings.”

“You’re Maya Lane?”

A trace of bitterness crept into Mia’s heart. It was no wonder Timothy had suddenly brought up the divorce. Maya was back.

love was back, Mia, the cheap substitute,

held onto this position for the

case, why didn’t you marry him three years ago when he was in a coma from

terrible accident. His grandmother, Laura Graham, wanted to get him a wife so he could leave some offspring behind, but the socialites that usually crowded around him wanted nothing to do with

the time, Mia had been Laura’s carer, and Laura treated her incredibly well. She’d even lent Mia money to repay her

wouldn’t make it through, herself included. She thought the marriage was only for show.

everyone would only make fun of the Barrett family, the richest

identity had been kept a secret for the past three

let me marry Tim and even locked me up at home. I

all super powerful. It’d do you good to worry about your family if you ever wanted

cold. “I won’t let you off the hook if you dare lay a

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