“From today on, remember Miss Green’s face. From now on, all of Shaw’s businesses will unconditionally prioritize her services.”
Claire Green dropped her skirt with a look of condescension: “No, I don’t need it.”
“Give it to those poor, unloved souls.”
Felix Shaw didn’t argue: “As long as you’re happy.”
I stood there, watching Felix Shaw’s eyes fixed on Claire Green, and the last bit of warmth in my heart completely cooled.
Back at the villa where I’d lived for three years, the access control system failed to authenticate.
I was about to call the housekeeper when the door opened from the inside.
Claire Green was wearing my slippers and Felix Shaw’s bathrobe.
She frowned, as if she had seen something foul. “I thought you were a respectable person, someone who knew your limits.”
“Is it fun to pester Felix? Is it fun to dress in white and imitate me?”
I stood outside, the night breeze making me feel a little cold.
Yeah, it was so boring.
What else was I fantasizing about?
I lowered my head and took off the diamond ring designed by Felix Shaw himself.
My black card, my car keys.
And my marriage certificate with Felix Shaw.