Their mingled breaths followed.
Chloe’s grin widened smugly.
“Face the truth, Sophia. You’re not young anymore, and your work can easily be replaced by me. If you’re smart, you’ll resign now before things get ugly. Otherwise, you’ll end up with nothing.”
She deliberately bumped my shoulder as she walked off.
My assistant looked at me anxiously.
“Ms. Carter, is what she said true?”
I smiled faintly. “Of course not.”
“All of this—I built with my own hands. Not even Ethan can take it away from me so easily.”
A few days later, Ethan attended a Tiffany & Co. gala.
Scrolling through the news feed, my hand froze on the video.
Just as I suspected—his date was Chloe.
The two of them walked side by side into the spotlight.
Even the reporters praised them as the perfect couple, “a match made in heaven.”
All those years we were married, Ethan never once agreed to endorse a jewelry brand.
Because I had no interest in jewelry, he invested all his time and energy into my business clients instead.
Whenever he saw me running around like a spinning top, exhausted from endless work,
he’d pull me into his arms from behind and whisper,