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    With frustration brewing, she red at Jessa again and med her. “We’ll settle this when I get back!”


    After venting, Cathy took a deep breath, braced herself, and hurried after Kristopher, who was already making his way downstairs. “Kristopher, wait for me… Let me exin…”


    Jessa stood frozen, watching Cathy and Kristopher disappear, until the actor beside her reminded her he was owed a payment. That jolted her back to reality.


    “What money? You messed up everything, and it’s lucky for you that I’m not demandingpensation, and yet you have the nerve to ask for payment? Get out of here!”


    “Kristopher…” Cathy called hesitantly as they left the café, trailing behind him to the car.


    Once seated in the back, she furrowed her brow in confusion. “Kristopher, why are we in this car today? Where’s your ck Maserati?”


    At first, Kristopher seemed unwilling to engage in conversation. However, her mention of the car caught his attention, and he shot her a sharp nce. “It’s being repaired after an ident,” he replied coolly.


    Unaware of the seriousness of his statement, Cathy thought she had steered the conversation. shing a hopeful smile, she leaned in closer. “When did the ident happen? Why didn’t you tell me about it?”


    Kristopher, with his expression unchanged, pointed to the bandage on his head. “It happenedst night.”


    Cathy’s eyes widened in rm as she stared at him. “Oh no, how did it happen?”


    Tentatively, she reached out toward the bandage, her voiceced with concern. “You should have told mest night.”


    “I didn’t have time,” Kristopher cut her off, his tone cold. “Since you’re so concerned about the ident, do you happen to know what make the other car wasst night?”


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    Caught off guard, Cathy faltered. She had only feigned interest in the ident. How could she possibly know what car Fred and Belinda had been driving?


    Despite herck of knowledge, she pursed her lips, pretending to search her memory for any online news.


    After a moment, she forced a smile. “It was a ck car, I think.” She vaguely recalled the rumors she had heard online.


    Kristopher gave her a mocking nce.


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    Cathy clearly saw the sarcasm in his eyes.


    She bit her lip and reached out to sp his arm. “Kristopher, I’m sorry.”


    He raised an eyebrow, his gaze probing. “Sorry for what?”


    “I shouldn’t have… I shouldn’t have lied to you.”


    Tears began to fill her eyes. “Actually… I knew about it. Someone mentioned that Miss Nelson and Fred were involved. But…”


    Tears rolled down her cheeks as she continued, “Miss Nelson was once your wife, Kristopher. You were married for three years… I feared it would hurt you to learn she was seeing a younger man, so…”


    With sincerity in her tear-filled eyes, she faced Kristopher. “I confess, it was all my doing. I arranged for us to go to Nawrin University, for Jessa to bring that actor… I didn’t want to tell you the truth directly, but I hoped you would see for yourself that it was Fred and Belinda…”


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