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That night, Claudia finished her work at the studio and drove to the Moore family estate—
With a printed copy of the divorce agreement in hand.
The agreement had been drafted by a divorce litigation specialist that Gloria consulted specifically for Claudia’s situation. Some clauses still needed polishing, but Claudia didn’t want to wait anymore.
After Alan left the café that afternoon, she had immediately contacted Gloria for the in- progress version. She came to the Moore estate to discuss it.
When she arrived, only the housekeepers were home.
It was already past ten, and neither Alan nor Andy was there. It wasn’t hard to guess where they were.
Still, Alan had said he’d be home tonight. Claudia was willing to believe him–just once more.
She declined the ginger tea Mandy offered to ward off the cold and sat on the living room
couch to wait.
“Ma’am, your luggage…”
Mandy assumed Claudia was back from her business trip and was confused why she hadn’t brought her luggage.
“I’m just here to handle something”
Claudia answered casually, then put on her headphones and started watching the latest international fashion week videos on her phone.
It was the biggest stage any designer could dream of.
And she was no exception.
The designers who graced that runway were leaders of global fashion trends, the crème de la crème of major international brands.
She quickly got absorbed.
It wasn’t until the clock in the living room chimed midnight that Claudia realized neither Alan nor Andy had returned.
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She was done waiting. She called Alan.
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It rang for a while before he finally picked up. His tone was cold and impatient. “It’s late. What is it?”
A second later, Summer’s voice rang out in the background: “Alan, how do you like this pajama set?”
The call ended instantly.
Claudia hadn’t even had time to react. The entire call lasted less than thirty seconds.
She lowered her phone a few seconds later and let out a soft, bitter laugh.
He didn’t have thirty minutes for her during the day. Now, he wouldn’t even give her a few seconds on the phone.
To Alan, everyone and everything mattered more than she did. Any promise made to her could be tossed aside without a second thought.
Maybe she’d expected it. Maybe she was just used to it. Claudia didn’t even feel sad anymore -just exhausted.
She knew Alan wouldn’t be coming home tonight.
And she was done waiting.
Claudia pulled out the signed divorce agreement from her bag, walked upstairs to the bedroom, and placed it neatly under the bedside lamp.
That way, Alan would he came home.
Ce it the mom
Still, to be safe, she told Mandy, “Let him know to sign it when he gets back.”
Alan always ignored her–let someone else deliver the message.
Without waiting for a response, Claudia snapped a photo of the document under the lamp for backup, then left the Moore estate.
Mandy approached and saw what had been left on the nightstand. Her face paled.
It was the divorce agreement.
She panicked. Not caring whether she was disturbing Alan, she immediately tried to call him and tell him what Ms. Claudia had done.
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But no matter how many times she dialed, there was no answer.
“Oh no, oh no. What do I do now?”
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She couldn’t reach Alan, and she didn’t dare call the old estate. Madam’s health wasn’t good- if she found out, she might get too upset to handle it.
Mandy didn’t sleep that night.
Over the next two days, Claudia bounced between the company and the studio.
She was busy interviewing candidates, handing off her current workload, and putting the finishing touches on the custom suit and her portfolio.
Wayne–the programmer she’d met at the café–had decent technical skills. Claudia followed up with him, but he politely declined, saying he had accepted an offer elsewhere and was preparing to start soon.
Claudia understood. After all, that interview had been awkward enough to leave a lasting impression. It made sense if he felt uncomfortable about it.
What puzzled her was that Alan hadn’t reached out even once to discuss the divorce. Had he not seen the agreement?
Claudia called him again.
This time, before he could speak, she asked, “Did you sign it yet?”
“What?” Alan sounded genuinely confused.
That told Claudia everything she needed to know. He clearly hadn’t been home–otherwise, how could he not know what she was talking about?
“I meant the div-”
“Alan, who’s calling?” Summer’s voice interrupted her. Alan responded with a casual, “No one,” and hung up.
Claudia clenched her phone, laughing out of pure frustration.
She was clearing the way for them—and they couldn’t even be bothered to show an ounce of gratitude. He wouldn’t even spare her thirty seconds on a call.
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It was always the same. He didn’t want to deal with her, and she was tired of chasing after him.
She didn’t believe he’d avoid home forever. The moment he returned, he’d see the agreement. It was only a matter of time.
And if things still weren’t moving before the New Year, she’d go directly to the old estate and talk to Alan’s father. That man had never liked her–he’d probably be thrilled to help speed things up.
With that decided, Claudia stopped wasting another thought on the Moore family.
She poured all her attention into her own life.
That night, she received a message from her mysterious client. They wanted the custom suit delivered to a specific location the next afternoon–5 PM.
Not too late.
She looked up the address. It was a mountain resort on the outskirts of Capital City. She could only find the general mountain area–no specific address appeared on any map.
But the client said someone would meet her at the foot of the mountain.
After years of working with high–end clients, Claudia knew that many elite figures lived in unlisted locations. Moore Corp itself owned several private estates that didn’t appear on any maps. It wasn’t unusual.
Still, as a precaution, she told Gloria the plan and arranged a time to check in.
Then she requested the day off.
The next afternoon,
She packed her tools, carefully secured the deep–purple embroidered men’s suit, and drove
out.
Although it was still within Capital City, it was a weekday and traffic was light. She arrived at the foot of the mountain before four.
Once she contacted the client’s team, they did a basic inspection of the package, then arranged a car to take her up.
The car windows were covered in blackout panels–nothing outside was visible.
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She could feel the car weaving along winding roads. Toward the second half of the ride, the path became noticeably bumpier. The drive took over an hour.
Before getting out, a bodyguard sitting beside her handed Claudia a black blindfold.
This had all been discussed beforehand. Claudia, who specialized in discreet private commissions, understood the rules. The client clearly didn’t want their residence exposed. She quietly took the blindfold and put it on.
The moment she stepped out of the car, she caught the fresh scent of grass and plants in the air. There were occasional bird calls and the soft sound of flowing spring water.
It was winter–but the scenery had to be beautiful.
Her tools and the suit were taken ahead of her for inspection.
Claudia, meanwhile, was led by someone through soft snow. They walked carefully, step by step, until she finally arrived in a warm space.
