r belongings were piled carelessly in a corner, as if they were tras

ngs, packing methodically. She had two suitcases, one for clothes and one for her mos

wait until they were asleep,

vings account belonged to her. She opene

ver her. He had empt

she heard Chloe' s laughter echo from the living room

m, wearing a stunning new dress. A designer

asked, striking a pose. "It' s

ull of adoration.

cious smile played on her lips. "Oh, Ava. Don'

ey," Ava stated, her v

my money, Ava. I earned it. You

him. "I contributed to this household

for this house? For this lifestyle?"

ng her to quit her job at a top firm to work for his company, promising her creative freedom he never deliver

s pointless. It was like shouting into a

she s

arl. It was a gift from Ava' s mother, passed down from her grandmot

er voice shaking with a sudde

ave it to me. He said it was just some old thing he found in a drawer." She looked

," Ava said, her vo

smirk on her face. "I

for the necklace. Chloe shrieked, stumbling backward. She d

to the floor. Chloe let out a pained cry, clutching her

on the floor. A wave of grief washed over her, s

y. He didn' t even glance at Ava. He turned on her,

nd shoved her hard against the wall. Her head hit the dr

Ryan didn' t see it. He was already fussing over Chloe, his vo

ting a trembling finger at Ava. "She trie

e was no pity in his eyes, only cold, hard contempt. "Get out of my sight," he sna