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Chapter 1505 New Residents of Ex-Nathan’s Apartment
The front door opened, and a man in his thirties, sharp in a suit and glasses, stepped into the living room. He was followed closely by Benny and Ilda Blumberg, who looked around with expressions of pure admiration and greed.There wasn’t much to see in terms of furniture, just a lonely sofa and a few bare shelves visible in the kitchen area. The message was clear: Nathan and Elaine had officially moved out.“Well now,” the realtor began, gesturing to the space. “What do you two think?”“Excellent! Simply excellent!” Benny exclaimed, already reaching for his checkbook. He turned to his wife, his eyes gleaming. “What do you say, darling?”Ilda, deciding to be the pragmatist, squinted at the walls. “It doesn’t seem like there’s enough room for everyone.”“Oh, come now, dear,” Benny countered. “Our daughter is in a committed relationship with Mr. Sterling. Our eldest son wants a place of his own. This is plenty.” He turned back to the realtor. “How many bedrooms are we talking about?”“O
Chapter 1504 Your Wife Is Seeing Other Males
A sharp knock echoed through the room. Matthew rose from the sofa, smoothing out his tank top.“Who is it?” he called out.“Young Matthew? It’s Jarbas,” the butler’s voice drifted through the wood.Matthew crossed the room and pulled the door open. Jarbas offered a quick, formal bow before stepping inside, his expression uncharacteristically strained.“What’s the matter?” Matthew asked.“There is an unidentified car parked outside near the garden, right where the guests’ vehicles were yesterday. It appears to have been there all night.”A flicker of realization crossed Matthew’s face. Remembering the conversation from the night before, he gave Jarbas a sharp gesture that said, ‘I’ll take care of it.’Matthew and Jarbas moved down the hallway toward one of the guest suites. Matthew leaned in, pressing his ear against the doorframe. He could hear it perfectly: the rhythmic grunts of Walter and the soft whimpering of a very wrecked Linda. It was clear the two of them had absolutely no id
Chapter 1503 Cloudy Tuesday
Tuesday morning arrived under a heavy, gray sky that practically whispered of the coming rain. At the Sterling Mansion, the silence was shattered by the sharp, rhythmic jingle of the doorbell.Inside the foyer, Jarbas made his way down the grand staircase, his brow furrowed as the ringing grew more frantic.“Keep that up and you’ll strike oil!” the butler muttered under his breath.When he finally pulled the door open, he found Karl Sterling standing there in dark sunglasses, still carrying the aura of a man who believed he owned every square inch of the property.Jarbas didn’t even blink; he simply stepped aside, allowing the master of the house — or former master — to stride in.“Is that how you greet visitors now, Jarbas?” Karl asked with condescension.“I wasn’t aware it was you, sir,” Jarbas replied coolly. “Though I don’t quite understand the urgent need to ring the bell with such... persistence.”“I need to speak with my family.”“Everyone missed you at the gala last night, sir
Chapter 1502 The Race Begins
Jackson shifted in his seat, his skin itching with the desperate urge to tear off his tuxedo and dive headfirst into the pool. He fought the temptation, forcing himself to stay put while he picked at a slice of chicken pot pie, the very same pie he’d claimed he didn’t want earlier.Cindy approached him, a look of pure triumph on her face as she sat down.“Honey, you won’t believe the tea I just spilled!” she whispered excitedly. “Emmanuelle Andrade just showed up wearing a dress my mother wouldn’t have even touched since 1985!”Jackson raised an eyebrow. “Really?”“Oh, it was tragic. She tried to humiliate Linda in front of everyone, but Matt shut her down instantly. Now Sheila’s dragged her upstairs to find something that doesn’t scream ‘vintage nightmare.’“Cindy slid her phone across the table. Jackson took a look and immediately began to choke on his mouthful of pie, coughing loudly as he beat his own chest. “Cough... ghack... COUGH! Whew... went down the wrong pipe.”“Do you thin
Chapter 1501 A Tacky Intrusion
...But Jackson took one look at the clusters of Blue Cove’s elite gossiping nearby and sighed.“No,” he muttered, shaking his head. “That is definitely not how I want to end up in the tabloids.”Inside the Sterling Mansion Ballroom, Walter and Linda navigated the sea of guests, doing their best to remain invisible. Their hopes for a quiet evening were shattered when the one voice they dreaded most cut through the music, loud enough to rattle the crystal chandeliers.“WALTER!”Walter, Linda, and half the room spun around to see Emmanuelle charging toward them, her eyes burning with pure malice.Linda couldn’t help a wicked, silent smirk at the sight.Emmanuelle was a walking fashion disaster: a tacky 80s nightmare featuring oversized puffy sleeves and a massive A-line skirt so long she risked face-planting with every step.Charles trailed behind her, looking equally out of place in a modest tuxedo that appeared to be made of drab flannel.“Who gave you permission to show your face at t
Chapter 1500 The Next Mrs. Sterling... Again?
As the guest list swelled and the ballroom began to feel more like a gilded sardine can, Sheila decided it was time to open the French doors.The move was tactical; a significant portion of the elite preferred the crisp night air and the shimmering reflections of the pool area to the stifling heat of the crowd.Jarbas was already on it, directing the gardeners to arrange extra tables and chairs while the catering staff adjusted their orbits to serve those lounging under the moonlight.“That’s it, boys,” Sheila encouraged the waiters as they passed. “Make sure no one out here goes thirsty.”The moment they were out of earshot, her practiced hostess smile dissolved. She looked up at the moon, her expression softening into something uncharacteristically melancholic.“Where are you, Karl?” she whispered into the night.******Inside, the gala roared on. Evan was busy on the stage, fussing with a microphone in preparation for the upcoming speeches.Near the periphery of the dance floor, Ja
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