Too Late, Mr. Player: Watch Me Shine

Chapter 5

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y resignation files before grabbing my Hermes Birkin bag-with the copy of

through the wrought-iron gates of the Castillo family's cent

g air, where the butler met me with a blank face and led me through the

he sound of silverware clinking and Adrianna's h

ng glass panels. At the long mahogany dining table, Enid sat at

ld it up to Keon's mouth. The man who had begged to take me to the

head buried in his plate, the whole room glowing like a w

t felt completely hollow, the absurdity of

nd let my heels click loudly across the marble f

g Adrianna's hand away from his

t are you d

the table and l

inalize the asset transfer. Did

corners of her mouth with a linen napkin, a

g her payout and leaving, there's no ne

ing both arms around Keon's bi

a blue-collar town was never going

nd turned my gaze back to Keon,

at you thin

to the tablecloth, refusing to meet my gaze so he woul

a soft laugh, set my Birkin bag on the empty chai

et of silverware. I want to see what a one-p

face turned the color of ash, her hand t

before she let out an

are you out of your mind? Why woul

s wide with shock as he realized the tax docum

ass of ice water, and took a slow sip, wa

palm onto the m

mouth! You are in t

s down with a

ou not to breach the terms of

cating silence as I calmly cut into my steak-until Adrianna's eyes darted toward th

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Too Late, Mr. Player: Watch Me Shine

Xi Yue Romance

“For eight years, I stood by Keon Castillo, eventually becoming his secret wife while he rose to fame as a star forward for the New York Titans. But the illusion shattered when he came home reeking of cheap vanilla perfume, a bright red lipstick stain smeared across his away jersey. He didn't even try to hide his betrayal, openly parading the spoiled heiress Adrianna in front of me and his arrogant family. When I confronted them, his mother called me uncultured trash and kicked me out of their estate into a torrential downpour. I hydroplaned and crashed my SUV on a dark highway, left bleeding and shivering in the freezing rain. But when Keon finally showed up at the emergency room, he didn't ask if I was okay. "Are you completely insane? Faking a car crash just to force me to come home?" He physically dragged me back to our penthouse, then abandoned me at 3 AM while I burned with a post-crash fever, just to go comfort his crying mistress. Staring at the empty room, the sheer absurdity of my devotion made me laugh until I cried, realizing I had given my twenties to a narcissistic monster. But they didn't know I had already tricked him into signing a brutal NHL morality clause worth 1.5 billion dollars. Playing the submissive wife one last time, I secretly packed my bags, cleared the accounts, and walked out the door-leaving him a ruined man, and turning straight toward his biggest rival.”