Chapter 8
After that…
Jason and I became official. The next logical step in our story.
Kate warned me: “Men who hit it big always trade up.”
I rolled my eyes, certain.
“Jason’s different.”
“No one’s different,” I laughed, clinking glasses with Kate on divorce–finalized day.
“My dad’s affair should’ve taught me that lesson. You’d think I’d have gotten the memo, but nope–had to touch the flame myself.”
“Babe.”
Kate squeezed my shoulder.
“Life lessons don’t stick unless they hurt like hell. Pain’s the best teacher in the business.”
We drank to my freedom. I’d walked away with my bag secured, splitting my company shares between ten hungry shareholders.
Jason’s kingdom now had ten new kings.
He was drowning in corporate politics, but word on the street was that he and Amber had gone public.
No ring yet, but everyone knew her narrative:
The loyal woman who stood by her man while the cold wife abandoned ship.
While I became the villain who “betrayed” Jason when he needed me most…
Amber played the devoted savior.
Now the office called her “Mrs. Miller” when Amber walked by.
Meanwhile, Amber’s social feed looked like a victory tour r–flaunting her new life like she’d conquered Rome.
Kate scrolled through Amber’s victory posts and fumed.
“You’re just gonna let them ride off into the sunset?”
“Hell no.”
I glanced at Amber’s latest post:
“Food tastes better with your soulmate. Having him choose me feels like winning the universe’s jackpot.”
The photo was new.
Yacht day.
This time with both of them–Amber throwing peace signs while Jason actually posed alongside her, doing the same gesture.
The man who’d dodge my camera for years was now Instagram Boyfriend material for someone else.
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Whoops! My Revenge Plan To Trash EX Worked Too Well!
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Chapter 8
Funny how people change when they actually want to.
1 casually hit like.
Within seconds, the post vanished.
I laughed.
“Got under her skin with one tap.”
Jason threw a massive fifth anniversary gala for his company with Amber as his arm candy.
The event screamed “meet my new woman“-black tie, champagne towers, the works.
But halfway through…
Couriers started showing up back–to–back, all insisting on Jason’s signature.
He couldn’t catch a break.
A crowd formed.
“What’s with the delivery parade? You order the entire internet?”
“Open one up, Jason! Share with the class!”
“Yeah, don’t be a tease!”
“What’s in the mystery boxes?
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Jason looked uneasy but trapped.
RAAL
Finally, with Amber’s sweet “I’m curious too, babe,” he caved.
Every instinct screamed not to, but peer pressure won.
And then…
Photos cascaded out–Amber wrapped around Jason’s biggest rival, caught in hotel lobbies, making out on street corners, looking utterly infatuated.
Jason froze.
Amber’s face drained of color.
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