"You must be mistaken. With the way Mr. Lopez spoils his wife, would he really go for something so cheap? Did you see the necklace around Madam Lopez’s neck? He just bought it for her this morning—its price could cover ten banquets!"
I heard every word.
Standing on the upper floor, having just bought a suitcase, I watched them, my heart completely numb.
I didn’t bother replying to his messages. Instead, I took out the divorce papers and a few other documents, arranging for a local courier to deliver them straight to the banquet.
Once everything was set, I put on my sunglasses and headed straight for the airport.
—
A few hours later, Samuel finally finished his shopping spree with Xandra and Apollo. They arrived at the hotel, expecting a grand celebration.
But instead, they were told—Lydia hadn’t shown up.
Samuel glanced at his watch. It had already been over an hour past the agreed time. A strange feeling crept into his heart. After all, Lydia had never been late for any of their meetings.
Just as he was about to call her, his assistant came running over, panic written all over his face.
"Mr. Lopez, bad news! Madam is gone! Someone just delivered these documents!"
