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

the living room offered a breathtaking view of the city. It was exactly the landscape she had dreamed of for so long.

“Well? Impressive?” Elena asked, standing next to me with her arms crossed.

“Much better than I imagined.” I took a deep breath. “Thank you, Elena, for always being by my side.”

“Between us, thank you. If it weren’t for you, I would have continue reading …