Chapter 6

To prevent any misunderstanding with the man who was still paying my cousin’s massive alimony bills, I quickly explained.

"No, no! It’s not like that. She did a huge favor for my boyfriend.

But we should also thank you, Arthur. My boyfriend’s retail expansion only succeeded because of your resources."

"I thought she was finally getting her act together and starting her own business," Arthur muttered. "Turns out she was doing it for your boyfriend. She’s certainly put more effort into him than she ever did for me."

Before I could say anything, he added, "Alright, I get it. I’ll buy the bag for her. Keep the money for yourself."

I returned the money to Tristan and told him Arthur said no.

Tristan looked baffled. "Isn't he her ex-husband? Why is he still acting so possessive?"

"How else do you think my cousin affords all those designer clothes and her lifestyle?"

Tristan’s expression tightened. He looked at me, then murmured, "Right."

That night, Sophia burst into my apartment. She had been drinking, her face flushed as she sat on the couch and picked a fight with me.

Despite the alcohol, her mind was sharp and her logic was brutal. She tore me to shreds from head to toe, and finally pointed a finger at Tristan.

"You think you can play in the big leagues?" she sneered. "Wake up, Chloe. You will never, ever live the life I live."

"Did you seriously complain to Arthur that I was stealing your boyfriend so he’d cut off my alimony? Let me tell you, I can find a replacement tomorrow. Watch me."

When Tristan heard that, a dangerous spark lit up in his eyes.

I suddenly felt completely exhausted. Leaving them alone in the living room, I went back to my bedroom.

After that night, Tristan started working late and traveling even more frequently.

Even when I told him I was free and could finally meet his parents, he politely declined, saying the timing wasn't right.

By then, I already knew the truth. Sophia had won again.