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."

the Frasiers,

list and her apparent friendship with Alex Yates, the chairman of Celestial Group, was

chairwoman of Eternality. She managed to put the company in order in

her growing fame, she was crowned

had a husband, James was virtually unknown. The heirs to wealthy families

ignoring

told me he booked a private room in The Drunken Fairy and wants me to have dinner with him. I haven’t been

Take me with you, too,

Brandon Frasier,” he said coldly and held

accept

should, though. You’d be able to reserve a table

“I’ll take it, then.”

he accepted the card. “So, what’s

get lost. From

go get our divorce sorted right now.” James

her arms

had been holding onto the ground, glaring after James, now far

home on the motorcycle. Once home, Thea sat on the couch

the one Brandon gave the divorce fee to.

your drinks, your amenities, your clothes. What do you need money for? I’ll

happening, my dearest. Adding up all the money everyone’s given me to break up with you in these ten

“What money?”

voice came

said hurriedly as she hid

to me, you little brat? I heard everything! Divorce fees, two

it really was

“Mhm, it was

my daughter. This is none of your business! Look at the time! Shouldn't you

"Okay."

the kitchen and started

thirty minutes, food was finally ready. They all sat

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