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    Madisyn’s face lit up with renewed determination. “From now on, you are no longer Mrs. Cox! You are my very good friend, Belinda Nelson. We’ll support each other from now on. After we retire, we’ll travel the world together and have new adventures. I’m already giddy just thinking about it!”


    She reached for another ss of wine and began mapping out their future. Belinda sighed softly, inhaled sharply, and looked away. “Why wait? Are you free in theing days?”


    “Let’s go on a trip right now.”


    Madisyn paused, cocked her head, and peered at Belinda before breaking into a wide grin. “Oh, there’s no rush! I actually have a huge showing up and need to train with the other models. I’ll probably be busy for the next two months or so. But I’ll take a holiday right after. Let’s have fun and let loose once I’m free!”


    Belinda closed her eyes for a moment, then raised her head and smiled at her friend. “All right. I’ll wait for you, then.”


    They continued catching up,ughing and crying over the most ridiculous stories. By half-past ten in the evening, Belinda walked Madisyn home.


    “Why is she so drunk?” Ethel Thomas, Madisyn’s mother, called for the servants to assist her daughter upstairs. She turned to Belinda with an apologetic expression. “She must have indulged herself because of your divorce, am I right?”


    Belinda chuckled. “Yes, you are. She’s very happy for me.”


    “Belinda,” Ethel said, stepping forward to sp her hand warmly, “congrattions on reiming your freedom.” The Thomas family was close-knit and weing; Madisyn often confided in her mother, so it was no surprise Ethel knew about Belinda’s troubles with the Cox family.


    “Thank you, Mrs. Thomas,” Belinda replied, about to say more when Madisyn’s drunken voice called from the top of the stairs. “Belinda… remember to return the car…”


    Belinda turned toward the stairs and nodded. “Don’t worry about it and get some rest!”


    Earlier at the restaurant, when Madisyn was still somewhat sober, she had given Belinda the car owner’s contact details. After reassuring her inebriated friend, Belinda said goodbye to Ethel and left. As she walked back to the car, sheposed a message to its owner.


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    She received a reply within seconds—an address for a local bar called Mysterious Night.


    Belinda’s brows furrowed as she stared at the location details. If her memory served her right, the bar that Kristopher had booked for the night to celebrate their divorce was also called Mysterious Night…


    But then, it made sense. Anyone driving such a rare red Ferrari was undoubtedly an important figure in Nawrin’s high society. Tonight, Kristopher had booked the entire bar for a celebration, indicating the car’s owner was probably among the guests. Belinda felt a pang of reluctance at the thought. She didn’t want to bump into anyone linked to Kristopher or let it be known she was at the bar celebrating his divorce.


    Yet, after much hesitation, she eventually got into the car and headed towards Mysterious Night. When Madisyn had borrowed the car earlier that day, its owner had stressed that it needed to be returned that evening. Madisyn had borrowed this car specifically for Belinda. Despite her intoxicated state, Madisyn had consistently reminded Belinda about the need to return the car, as it was a favor from her boss.


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