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Chapter 2
Word Count: 391
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Released on: 24/06/2025
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ainment system, which should have been on my classical playlist, was synced to a ne
in my car.
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you to take
was rushed
talking about?
n the watch, but he doesn't have the auction receipt, and
n my car,
us. He just needed a ride. Stop being
dn't care. The invasion of my space, the blat
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humiliated! I'll be hom
hung
mocking me from the screen. The trust, the respect, the entir
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Shattered Trust, Silent Scars
“My marriage to Sylvia Lind, a strategic alliance between my new money and her old-money family, appeared perfect for five years. But at a Sotheby's auction, Sylvia suddenly outbid me on a vintage Patek Philippe watch I wanted, only to gift it to her new young intern, Caleb, whose resemblance to my younger self unnerved me. Later, she not only defended his audacious presence in my private Mercedes-Maybach but also prioritized his emotional distress over my blatant disrespect, hanging up on me to go "help" him. The trust I thought we' d built evaporated, leaving me cold and contemplating a betrayal I couldn't ignore, yet I couldn't fully grasp why she'd risked everything for this kid. With a profound sense of finality, I picked up my phone and told my lawyer, "Draft the divorce papers."”