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    At first, Elliana could hardly hear through her sadness. But Adah’s chaotic energy slowly swept her along. Before she could stop herself, she found her thoughts drifting in the same wild direction. With wide eyes, she blinked and asked, “Wait… Why have sex with him before divorcing him?”


    Adah gave her a wicked grin. “Babe,e on. Do you really think you’ll ever find another man who looks that good? He might be your soon-to-be ex, but it’d be a waste not to taste the goods before letting him go.”


    Elliana narrowed her eyes and growled, “Just drive!”


    Adah flinched at the outburst and then stomped on the gas pedal. The car surged forward like a rocket.


    About an hourter, they reached their hidden lodging—a sleek mansion tucked away in the hills.


    They had another major task in Podgend: attending the Crown Auction andpeting with ze Wraith for the Lunathorn.


    That was why their team’s mansion wasn’t far from Cole’s—only about twenty-five miles away.


    Adah pulled the car onto the frontwn and turned off the engine. But instead of getting out, she nced at Elliana with curiosity still burning in her eyes. “You haven’t answered me. Are you really going to go through with the divorce?”


    Elliana, who had always possessed an unwavering decisiveness, found herself trapped in an unfamiliar web of hesitation when it came to divorcing Cole. Her pride had always served as herpass—she would vanish without a backward nce the moment rejection darkened her doorstep. Yet, Cole’s abrupt demand for a divorce had blindsided herpletely, leaving her unable to stomach the thought of abandonment without dragging answers from him in a face-to-face confrontation.


    “Absolutely not! I am not divorcing Cole!” Elliana’s voice cut through the air with razor-sharp finality. At least not now.


    Before Adah could summon a single word of response, Elliana had already escaped the confines of the car.


    Adah lingered for a heartbeat before emerging herself, recognizing the storm clouds gathering in Elliana’s demeanor and wisely choosing silence over interrogation.


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    Side by side, they crossed the threshold into the vi.


    The living room buzzed with tension as a man and woman faced off beside the table, their argument crackling like electricity.


    Heather Byrd, devastatingly beautiful in her flowing blue chiffon dress, jabbed an usatory finger at her opponent while her voice dripped with disdain. “Damian, are you even a man? Engaging in petty squabbles with a woman—aren’t you terrified you’ll spend eternity as a bachelor?”


    Damian Chapman, his blond hair catching the light, radiatedplete indifference as his gaze swept over Heather with calcted dismissal. “Heather, you expect men to hand you victories at cards like charity? Do you actually possess the skill topete? If gambling exceeds your abilities, admit defeat and retreat from the table!”


    “I’m done!” Heather hurled her cards down with explosive fury, her re boring into Damian like molten steel. “You cold-hearted miser! Beauty means nothing to you, and greed consumes your very soul. Mark my words—your obsession with money will be your downfall!”


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