ng shut as the weight of the betrayal settled on her shoulders.

n as the call connected, Amy's voice cut

slits, her expression icy. "Were you call

sh banquet at the hotel, mingling with

my, who feigned affection and handed her a glass of

iery heat began to course through Ali

Alison stumbled to the room, only to find a man waiting inside. Overwhelmed by the drug'

and said calmly, "Nicholas came back just to divorce you

nto me. He threw me out the moment I tried to touch him

w the truth-after all, there was n

isbelief was palpable, con

"Alison, Isaac's company is struggling. Can't you give us a hand? Nicholas is a c

on't end up going back on your words. Mrs. Powell, I thought marrying

was clear-she ow

about Isaac? What about Samuel and me

aac right after Alison's father passed away,

asty marriage by claiming she had no better options,

ouldn't shake the feeling that the timeline was su

" Alison suddenly asked, her tho

determination. Her voice dropped to a low, stern tone. "I

sarcasm. "Do you really think you can manipulate me, d

sent to the Powell family, but then again, it made sen

e would proceed smoothly, but she

d, her temples throbbed, and her stomach st

still in for repairs

cult client from her law firm, Damien Hardi

coincidence!" Alison

been relentlessly pursuing her desp

mien narrowed his eyes into slits, his sharp eyes immed

hotel with someone else?" Damien's impatience was palpable. A

. I'm here with my husband. He just went to fetch the car..." As she wa