Rosalie let out a cold chuckle, her eyes filled with unmistakable sarcasm. "So my dear father is using our family''s money to treat an illegitimate child'' Impressive. He''s really outdone himself this time?


    Eten picked up on the icy undertone in her seemingly different voice and couldn''t help but shiver.


    A secondter, Rosalie spoke again. "Edward isn''t the type to settle for just working at Talley Group. Dig deeper and find out if he has any other businesses under his name. I want every detail"


    "Got it replied Eden.


    Tll visit thebs in a few days. Keep an eye on shings while I''m away."


    "No problem, leave it to me.


    When Julian returned to Rosalian Manor, it was fairly early.


    carly. ra, who had been working here for a year, felt surprised yet again.


    Julianing home early was practically unheard of over


    er the past year. Ever since Rosalie moved out, though, he had beening back on time for several days in a row,


    ra thought, "Maybe Madam was right all along. Maybe Mr. Galloway really hates her that much. He barely set foot in this house for over a year, and even when he did, it was always in the middle of the night,


    Now that she''s gone, he starts toe home early. Looks like Mr. Galloway really despises Madam


    ra figured she should stop hoping the two would ever get back together. If she tried to convince Rosalie to be the bigger person and forgive Julian again, she thought she''d get punishment from heaven. With that in mind. ra resolved to never bring up Rosalie again.


    However, the


    e man who supposedly couldn''t stand his wife suddenly asked, "Rosalie isn''t back yet?"


    ra froze for a second before answering seriously. "Sir, Madam already signed the divorce papers. She''s noting back."


    Her words hit Julian like a sharp, unexpected stab to the chest. Even after all these days, he still hadn''t fully epted that Rosalie was truly leaving


    him


    He was the one who pushed for the divorce. Yet now, he was the one regretting it


    Julian hated this feeling of losing control. Ever since Rosalie agreed to leave, for the first time in his life, he felt powerless. The thought of herpletely vanishing from his world left a suffocating weight on his chest.


    At first, he believed that getting rid of her would be like removing an irritating thorn from his side. Once she was gone, he''d finally feel relieved. But reality was cruel. She was gone, and now, it felt like a part of him had been ripped away along with her. Every night, when hey there alone, thoughts of her would creep in, leaving him restless and unsettled,


    He hated this feeling, yet no matter how much he fought it, it kepting back.


    "She''s noting back? Good. One less eyesore, Julian said, his face expressionless.


    Then, without another word, he turned around and stormed upstairs, his anger barely concealed.


    Watching him go, ra rolled her eyes in exasperation and muttered, ''If she''s such an eyesore, why was she the first thing you asked about the serourd you walked u


    Upstairs, Julian stepped into his room and yanked off his tir, frustration surging through him again at the mere thought of Rosalie.


    Just as he finished changing into morefortable clothes, his phone lit up. A group chat titled “Tros Behind the Wheel” started blowing up with messages