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Chapters
Chapter 1: A Life Sentence of Two Months
Chapter 2: Father Borrows Mistress's Earrings
Chapter 3: A Father's Promise
Chapter 4: Daughter vs. The Mistress's Dog
Chapter 5: Why Was Daddy Carrying That Lady?
Chapter 6: Saying Goodbye to My Daughter
Chapter 7: Ten Million Dollars
Chapter 8: Divorce Agreement
Chapter 9: The Funeral Home's Message
Chapter 10: Escape Plan Crushed at Terminal Gate
Chapter 11: Dorian Faces the Truth
Chapter 12: Sold by My Uncle to Pay His Debts
Chapter 13: Rescued by Long-Lost First Love
Chapter 14: We'll Just Make Another Child
Chapter 15: Farewell in Pink
Chapter 16: 51% Ravencroft Shares
Chapter 17: Avenging Isolde
Chapter 18: Seraphina, the Real Decision-Maker
Chapter 19: Ravencrofts Other Woman
Chapter 20: Put the Divorce on Hold
Chapter 21: Trailing His Dirty Money
Chapter 22: Public Outrage Explodes
Chapter 23: The First Strike
Chapter 24: Finally Showing Your True Colors?
Chapter 25: You Hit Me?
Chapter 26: The Gloves Come Off
Chapter 27: Turning the Tables
Chapter 28: The Queen Takes Her Throne
Chapter 29: Merely a Family Dispute?
Chapter 30: Kill Seraphina
Chapter 31: Break Him, Watch Her Crumble
Chapter 32: The Real Seraphina Calloway
Chapter 33: Why I Fell for Dorian
Chapter 34: Give Me Back My Wife!
Chapter 35: Choices at the Precinct
Chapter 36: Purple Hyacinths and Empty Promises
Chapter 37: They Said I Was Crazy
Chapter 38: Old Flames Never Die
Chapter 39: Red
Chapter 40: Her Twenty Million Dollar Show
Chapter 41: Media Sharks Smell Blood
Chapter 42: No Place to Hide
Chapter 43: Waltz Amidst Wolves
Chapter 44: Lose Control
Chapter 60: Play Dirty
Chapter 46: Crossed Boundaries
Chapter 47: Taking Back Control
Chapter 48: I Was Losing Him
Chapter 49: A Kick Straight to His Manhood
Chapter 50: You're ALL Fired
Chapter 51: Belladonna Joins Ravencroft
Chapter 52: Wife and Mistress as Coworkers
Chapter 53: Six Hundred Thousand Dollars
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Chapter 29: Merely a Family Dispute?
Olivia's POV
Mr. Larkspur, one of the shareholders, recovered first, his lips curling into a dismissive smirk. "Well, well. Look who decided to grace us with her presence. Shouldn't you be at home arranging flowers or something?"
I winced internally. Bad move, Mr. Larkspur.
"Mrs. Ravencroft," h...