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Even if Vera insisted it was just a coincidence, Paul refused to believe it.

Gossip news often thrived on rumors and speculation, but this was different. Such rumors had not surfaced until Vera’s return. This was unprecedented.

“Mr. Martin, could you explain what’s happening? Are you planning to end your relationship with Mrs. Martin earlier than expected, and then give Ms. Ruell a formal position?” Paul asked.

Joe glanced at the headlines with a frosty expression. “Have Sarah handle it.”

“So… am I right?” Paul pressed, unwilling to let it go. He felt a pang of sympathy for Skylar, thinking she was being treated unfairly.

Recently, Skylar and Joe’s relationship had visibly improved, but Vera’s sudden appearance complicated matters.

Joe’s gaze turned icy. “Get out.”

Paul retreated, realizing he should not push further. Joe had always been private about his personal life.

…

Paul encountered Jenny again during the lunch break as he left the restaurant. Though he hadn’t been particularly curious about her before, seeing her leave Moran Residence in a daze earlier and now entering a pharmacy looking distraught piqued his interest.

His colleague noted it too. “Jenny seems off today. She used to be so lively, but now she’s quiet. She’s buying medicine; maybe she’s caught a cold.”

“A cold?” Paul mused. Could a cold really make someone seem so distressed?

He suspected Jenny’s departure from Moran Residence was more than a coincidence. Something was amiss.

Jenny’s recent behavior had become increasingly baffling. Considering the situation between Edwin and Joe, why would Jenny visit Moran Residence? He decided an investigation was necessary.

Meanwhile, after purchasing her medication Jenny entered a nearby restaurant. Once seated, she opened a bottle of water and took an emergency contraceptive pill.

She had hoped last night’s events were a nightmare, something she could dismiss

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Confusion clouded her thoughts as she pondered her next steps.

Just then, she received a text from the bank confirming a 500,000 dollar transfer. Shortly after, a WhatsApp message from Molly arrived. “Thank you for your efforts last night. Here is your payment. Feel free to visit us again.”

Had she received this message on another day, she would have been elated and responded immediately. But now… The message felt like a stab to her heart.

500,000 dollars…

They paid 500,000 dollars for what happened last night.

She questioned how this was possible and why it had occurred. She struggled to understand what was happening.

She questioned if Edwin’s claims were true. He said she had willingly joined him in bed, but her memories were tangled with moments of intimacy with Joe.

She couldn’t accept it. Edwin was Joe’s father–how could she ever face Joe after this?

Rowan and Minerva had just finished a passionate encounter. Their bodies were sticky with sweat.

Rowan, ever gentle afterward, suggested Minerva shower first.

As he sat on the edge of the bed, smoking a cigarette and scrolling through his phone, an old Messenger notification pinged. He recognized the profile picture immediately. Driven by impulse, he clicked it

“Rowan, what should I do? I wish everything I’m going through was just a nightmare. I know you probably won’t respond, and I know you haven’t used Messenger in ages. But please let me believe there’s still hope.”