softly into a silk handkerchief. "It's all my fault," she sobbed, her shoulders

. "Julian, maybe we should just... end this. I don't w

ur fault. She's being irrational." He urged her to believe that he would convi

t. "He made me promise to provide for Chloe's well-being until she remarries.If I manage to do this, most of his hidden assets will become mine. That

sitation room, a broken man. He had begged, his voice raspy with desperation. "Julian, you have to take care of Chlo

essing his forehead to the ground. "I'm sorry. I never should have forced you to marry her. I

et,"I am bound by that promise until w

It was Mr. Bell, Janet's father, a man who had been her own father's loyal right hand

Miss Chloe," he began, his voice heavy with

But she had learned something over the past three years: never sho

Mr. Bell worked for now. Ju

," Mr. Bell continued, feeding her the same lies Julian had scripted. "And Julian se

she really wanted to know was: Since she had ended up like thi

her voice trembling with fake co

o painful to speak. "Three years ago... that night your father called you to the

blood

confess your feelings to Mr. Sinclair. When your father found

The nervous energy as she'd cornered Julian by

with cold, clinical precision, telling her he was in love with

up together since childhood. Back then, Chloe was the beloved noble

rved as a nanny in their household. In effect, Janet

d those rumors and gave them a thorough beating as a warning. She truly relied on Janet like a sister. She e

. The one person she had trusted with her secret crush on Julian. Janet,

man she loved were having an affair behin

It wasn't until later that she overheard Julian on the phone saying, "If it weren't for Chloe get

d about her." Hearing these words, Chloe felt

crash. The accident that injured Janet and became the official reason for her banishment to Europe. Before lea

she

them for what they were: a carefully constructed narrative to

and Janet, and Mr. Bell was their puppet. The story about the aristocrat,

ed over her. She would not accept his charity. She would rat

ly, wiping a fake tear. "I think I u

ll in one place for a long time,she would find a way to ex