The Heartbreak Prescription

"Stop the nonsense! Tonight, you personally bring 100 million to me, or your photo will be all over Hovendale tomorrow. I'll be waiting for you tonight!" George barked before ending the call abruptly.

Wendy tightened her grip on her phone. Just then, Stanley's voice came from behind her. "Were you talking to George?"

She turned around, seeing Stanley had returned to the room

His gaze landed on the box in her hand. His tall figure cast a shadow as he stood before her. "Grandma mentioned that he sent you a photo. What photo is it?"

Wendy hesitated. Should she tell him about George? What would his reaction be if she did?

She finally said, "This photo is-"

Before she could finish, her phone rang again. This time, it was a call from Nathan.

Wendy answered, and Nathan's excited voice came through. "Wendy, hurry up and come out. I've got a gift for you!

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brow. "Nathan, I can't really talk

family mansion. If you don't come out,

"Don't come in. I'll come

closely. "Was

a moment. I'll talk to you about the photo when I

car, his handsome figure looking as

as he extended the bag

bag. "It's the latest Chanel bag. Do

it. "Nathan, thank you, but I don't like it. I won't accept this gift." "You don't like it? But Stanley said you liked bags," Nathan said,

told me today that you once said you thought a Chanel bag

had unexpectedly found the latest Chanel bag in his study. She thought it was a birthday gift from him, and she had told him how beautiful

bag had actually been for Jessica. She had seen Jessica carrying it out to afternoon tea

it was all just her own misguided assumption. She hadn't liked the bag; she had only liked it because she thought it was from him. He had never

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