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Not long after, I received Melanie’s texts.
Melanie: [Don’t think you can use divorce as a threat to steal Steve’s love!]
Melanie: [He loves me. Steve’s company, his money, his house–everything will be mine.)
Melanie: [I’m about to become the boss’s wife!]
I replied to her calmly.
Anya: [Well, the truth is, you’re just a mistress.]
Melanie shot back.
Melanie: [Only the one who isn’t loved is the mistress.]
Oh, the poor fool. She probably didn’t even know the house was in my name.
Speaking of the company… I created a group chat with a few trusted former colleagues from my old workplace–those who were
competent and reliable.
I told them about my new venture and extended an invitation. The pay would be the same, and commissions would only get
better.
The response was overwhelming.
[Anya, we’ve had enough of the chaos caused by that woman Mr. Cobham brought in!]
[She acts like she owns the place, demotes anyone who used to have a good relationship with you, and makes life unbearable for
the senior staff.]
[Don’t worry, Anya. Just say the word, and we’ll be there!]
Their support reassured me.
Honestly, life really did get better when the dead weight was left behind.
A month later, my new company was up and running.
To my surprise, half the employees from the old company chose to join me.
To celebrate, I held a grand opening party. As I looked around the room, my gaze landed on Liam Gulliver.
Sweat dripped down his face as he worked tirelessly to make sure everything was perfect–from the floral arrangements to the
seating to the food and drinks.
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He wasn’t like other rich kids who only knew how to bark orders.
Bit by bit, I found myself warming up to him.
The celebration was in full swing, with people raising their glasses and offering congratulations.
“Anya, congrats on the new start!”
That was when the hotel doors swung open, and Steven walked in, his bloodshot eyes scanning the room.
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“Anya, you’ve won,” he growled. “Isn’t this what you wanted? To see me defeated, begging at your feet? Fine. I’ll admit it. You’ve
won.”
