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."

Frasiers, one

list and her apparent friendship with Alex Yates, the chairman of Celestial Group, was exposed, the Callahan’s fame grew

also highly competent as chairwoman of Eternality. She managed to put the company

to her growing fame, she was crowned Cansington’s prettiest

heirs to wealthy families

his electric motorcycle. She flashed a stunning smile, ignoring Brandon as she made

told me he booked a private room in The Drunken Fairy and wants me to have dinner with him. I

me with you, too,

to them. “James Caden? I’m Brandon Frasier,” he said coldly and held out a card. “I’ll pay

accept it,

you should, though. You’d be able to reserve a table at The Drunken

“I’ll take it, then.”

he accepted the card.

his nose up at James. “Six zeroes. Take the money and get lost. From now onwards, Thea will have nothing to do

we’ll go get our divorce sorted right now.” James nodded. “Hop

on the motorcycle’s back seat and wrapped her arms around James’s waist. They then

for a few minutes before realizing he had been fooled. He threw the bouquet of flowers he had been holding onto

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

was the one Brandon gave the divorce fee to. This is

your amenities, your clothes. What do you

handed Brandon’s card over. “But this keeps happening, my dearest. Adding up all the money everyone’s given me to break up with you in

“What money?”

came

as

me, you little brat? I heard everything! Divorce

really was nothing!” Thea

nodded. “Mhm, it

daughter. This is none of your business! Look at the time! Shouldn't you be making dinner? Go on,

"Okay."

headed to the kitchen and

food was finally ready. They

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