Right after our divorce, my ex demanded my black card for his mistress—but when I blocked it, his family’s pride shattered in front of everyone

silence in response. Each of her messages was lost in the dark void. The foundations of the luxurious world she took for granted began to crack. She felt a storm brewing, but she didn’t know where or how it would strike.

He only knew one thing: his wife, whom he had always despised, had become a terrifying enigma.

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