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    Sighing, Marc turned the key and headed back.


    The moment he walked through the door, Jazlyn stormed up to him, fury written all over her face.


    “You won’t believe what I saw today!” she fumed. “That bitch Ste—since she came back, she changed her name and started throwing money around like it’s nothing. She just bought a painting worth tens of millions like she was buying groceries!”


    Marc frowned, confused.


    “What painting? What are you talking about?”


    Jazlyn grabbed his arm andunched into a blow-by-blow of what she saw outside the art store.


    “Hmph. Look at her—living it up while we’re struggling! Marc, tell me the truth—where is she getting all that money? It has to be from Walsh Group. She lived off us for years! That money should be yours. You need to get it back!”


    Jazlyn fumed. Ste had the nerve to throw money around while the Walsh Group was crashing?


    Marc’s thoughts tangled into knots.


    “That’s not our money,” he muttered. “It’s someone else’s…”


    He had assumed Ste wouldn’t get much from William. After all, hadn’t he seen her working at the construction site?


    But tens of millions? Really?


    Was William really being that generous?


    Or did Ste strike wealth that he didn’t know of?


    The headache returned full force.


    Jazlyn wasn’t done.


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    “What?” she gasped. “Another man’s money? Is she not ashamed of herself? You two are still married on paper! Sue her! Drag her to court if you have to!”


    Marc clenched his jaw. “She won’t even acknowledge her name anymore. If we push this into legal territory, we’ll be the ones looking bad. The Walsh Group can’t afford that kind of scandal right now.”


    Jazlyn froze for a second, blinking at him.


    Was Ste really so powerful now that without her, the Walsh family could crumble?


    No. She refused to believe that.


    “Fine, I won’t go public,” she huffed, “but she’s out there throwing money around like she’s royalty. Shouldn’t she at least give us a portion of it? She’s still Ste, and if she’s afraid of being exposed, we’ve got leverage. If things get ugly, let’s see who blinks first.”


    Marc said nothing.


    All those years, he had supported her. Was it really too much to expect her to step up and help when he needed her now? After all, the Walsh Group was in trouble—and Ste… she should also contribute her part.


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