Chapter 370 A Shattered Trust
Chapter 370 A Shattered Trust
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Henry lifted his head. “Kylie, how could you be so foolish? Shannon has been dead for ten years. You saw her with your eyes–she was taken to the morgue, then cremated. How could anyonee back from that?<b>” </b>
After he spoke, guilt shed across his face. He lowered his head and muttered, “But I know I’ve wronged you, Kylie. I lost myself and fell under the seduction. When you weren’t around, I was lonely, and I made a mistake.”
Kylie looked at Henry, who was grabbing her hand and begging for her forgiveness. Her feelings were tangled, impossible to sort out.
When she first saw those photos and videos, she immediately believed it was her best friend, the one who had died so young. Betrayal and anger burned through her. But now, as she calmed down, Henry’s words made sense. That woman was just someone who looked alike. A dead person couldn’t rise again.
Her rage faded. Still, the thought of the man who had once promised her lifelong loyalty having an affair left her sick inside.
Henry noticed the shift in her mood. He let out a breath of relief.
He seized the opportunity and pulled her into his arms.
Kylie pushed him away, her chest tight with unease.
This time Henry didn’t force it. He stayed where he was.
“Kylie, I’m sorry. I promise you–I’ll cut ties with her right now. From this day forward, no more contact.”
He sounded so sure of himself, almost swearing an oath.
Kylie’s anger had faded, but her mind was still spinning.
She stared at Henry, dazed and unsure.
Their eyes locked–his full of pleading, hers clouded with doubt.
She bit her lip. “We need some time apart.”
Henry froze for a moment, then quickly nodded. “Alright. As long as you don’t divorce me, we can cool off. You stay in the house, and I’ll stay at the office for a while.”
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Kylie studied him for a long time before turning away. Her silence was as good as agreemen
Henry watched her walk off slowly. The guilt and carchal tone on his face vanished in <b>an </b>
instant.
His gaze dropped to the shattered phone lying on the floor.
He bent down, picked it up, and paused on the anonymous email glowing on the broken screen. His eyes turned cold and sharp.
Who would dare expose him to Kylie and try to ruin his ns?
He gripped the phone so tightly it seemed he could crush the sender along with it.
At the coffee shop.
Tess and Lyra had rented a small private booth.
“Do you want me to intercept it?”
A sharp–looking woman in ck, her high ponytail swinging behind her, nced <i>at </i>Tess while her fingers flew across the keyboard.
Long, pale fingers wrapped in ck gloves tapped quickly across the keyboard, smooth and sharp to watch.
On the screen, Kylie’s loan records lit up. Tess’s eyes hardened.
She lowered her gaze to the live surveince feed on her wrist monitor, her face serious.
“No need,” Tess said coldly.
“She’s so foolish; just let her stay that way–until she’s stripped of everything.”
Tess narrowed her eyes slightly, her face showing a cold, almost unfeeling look.
The three people in the booth stayed silent. The woman in ck shut down every page with a single key.
“How’s it going, Raven?” Lyra asked, handing her a ss of water.
Raven Moreno drained it in one gulp and smiled. “Easy. Just a few clicks.”
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Tess studied her.
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Lyra had introduced Raven as a topputer expert. And since Henry was using Kylie’s identity to pile up loans, Tess wasn’t about to let him walk away free.
Raven set the ss down. She leaned back with her hands behind her head and swung one legzily. “I stole Henry’s identity too. Took out a few hefty loans under his name. No way he’s getting out of the country anytime soon.”
She grinned, wicked and pleased with herself.
Lyra raised a brow but didn’t object.
She knew her friend well.
Tess, however, felt a flicker of admiration.
“Nice work,” she said, patting Raven’s shoulder.
She patted Raven on the shoulder but couldn’t help asking, “Aren’t you worried they’ll track you down for this? And working in this field–it doesn’t seem very safe.”
Before Raven could answer, Lyra stood up and exined for her.
“Oh, that’s just a hobby of hers. She keeps different identities out there, and her skills are top- notch. None of the things she’s done have ever been cracked.”
Lyra gave Raven a yful wink. Raven didn’t deny it–she only smirked with pride.
Tess nodded slowly, “I see.”
Then Lyra suddenly added, “By the way, Tess, don’t you still have that old music <i>score </i>you picked up from your family house? Maybe let her take a look.”
Tess froze. Raven leaned in at once, her eyes glowing. The <i>cool</i>, untouchable hacker from a moment ago was gone. Now she looked like a curious kid. “Music score?” she asked eagerly.
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<strong>Sara Lili</strong> is a daring romance writer who turns icyndscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of d’s breathtaking cold.