Chapter 11

"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!"

A man walked up to her at that moment, holding out a bouquet of flowers. "These are for you, Thea. Are you free tonight? I've booked a private room in The Drunken Fairy tonight. I'd love to take you out for dinner."

Frasier, of the Frasiers, one of The Great Four

Alex Yates, the chairman of Celestial Group,

chairwoman of Eternality. She managed

to her growing fame, she was crowned

The heirs to wealthy families

that moment, Thea spotted James and his electric motorcycle. She flashed a stunning smile, ignoring Brandon as she made

in The Drunken Fairy and wants me to have

should go. Take me with you, too, if he’s okay

turned sour at the scene. He marched over to them. “James Caden? I’m Brandon Frasier,” he said coldly and held out a card. “I’ll pay you five hundred thousand

accept it,

smile playing at her lips. “I think you should, though. You’d be able to reserve

“I’ll take it, then.”

smile as he accepted

“Six zeroes. Take the money and get lost. From now onwards, Thea will have

divorce sorted right now.”

motorcycle’s back seat and wrapped her arms

few minutes before realizing he had been fooled. He threw the bouquet of flowers he had been holding onto the ground, glaring after James, now far in the distance. “You little-! This

home on the motorcycle. Once home, Thea sat on the couch and held out a hand,

said, gripping his pocket. “I was the one Brandon gave the divorce fee to. This is my

pay for your food, your drinks, your amenities, your clothes. What do you

card over. “But this keeps happening, my dearest. Adding up all the money everyone’s given me to break up with you in these ten days, there’d be more than two

“What money?”

came from

as

when did you learn to lie to me, you little brat? I

really was

nodded. “Mhm, it was

of your business! Look at the time! Shouldn't you be making

"Okay."

to the

was finally ready.

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