He threw money on the bed after our one-night stand.
I threw it back in his face at his own inauguration.
By sundown, we were engaged. By the week's end — married.
Franklin Flemington needed a wife to secure his empire. I needed a miracle to save my family. For two years, we played our parts flawlessly — the golden couple the whole city envied.
Behind closed doors, I was invisible to him.
When the two years were up, I handed him divorce papers without blinking.
He stared at me like I'd lost my mind. "I've given you everything a husband should. What more do you want from me, Octavia?"
I smiled, signed my name, and walked out.
I thought that was the end. I thought I'd finally won.
I forgot one thing — Franklin Flemington has never lost anything in his life. And he has no intention of starting with me.
Game on.

The world had already cracked open the moment the officer spoke the words "plane crash." Now, it threatened to swallow me whole.


Still trembling, I forced the question past my numb lips. "Where?" My voice cracked. "Where exactly did it happen?"


Officer Reynolds answered with careful professionalism. "Search teams are focusing on a sector deep within the Amazon rainforest, ma'am. The terrain is extremely challenging—dense jungle, limited visibility, and difficult access. Progress is slow, but every available resource has been deployed."


Chapter 172 - ~ 172