Chapter 1

“Why, Madison? Why did you do this?” Cameron Morgan asked angrily. “Did I not treat you well during our five-year marriage? Why did you sleep with another man?”

A beautiful woman in black business attire sat across from him in the villa. Several photographs depicting her intimacy with another man—taken as they entered a hotel—lay between them on the table.

Madison Parker furrowed her brow, staring at the photos. “Did you stalk me, Cameron? If so, let’s just divorce.” Her face showed no regret, only coldness.

A low buzz filled Cameron’s mind. He felt faint. He’d only wanted an explanation, a denial, even a lie. Instead, she offered divorce.

“Yes, divorce,” Madison said, pulling a set of documents from her Hermes bag. “Here are the papers.” She placed them before him.

Cameron stared, disbelief etched on his face. “Have you wanted a divorce from the start?”

“You forced me to,” Madison said coldly. “I hate being stalked.”

“So it’s still my fault?”

“Don’t look at me like that,” she said. “You’ve depended on me for years. You have no right to concern yourself with my relationships.”

“No right? You’re my wife!” Cameron wanted to shout, but the divorce papers sapped his strength. He clenched his fists, digging his nails into his palms.

Madison remained nonchalant. “If you don’t want to sign, fine. But let’s be clear: since you can’t accept my post-marital behavior, you leave empty-handed.”

Cameron’s eyes widened. He’d never imagined she would speak to him like this. Was this still the kind young woman he’d met fifteen years ago, the one who’d supported him during his darkest times?

Madison’s cold tone interrupted his thoughts. “Enough wasting my time. Sign the papers.”

He looked at her, this cold, selfish woman. Adulthood changes people; her appearance had changed, but had her personality altered this drastically? The hope and kindness he once saw in her eyes were gone. Disappointment washed over him. “Madison, you’ve really changed. I wonder if you’re even the same girl.”

“What are you saying? Don’t waste time,” she said coldly.

What girl? Madison had never known him before their marriage.

Cameron didn’t reply. He simply asked, “Do you really want a divorce?”

“Yes,” she said firmly.

“I understand,” Cameron sighed, his gaze darkening.

Madison was startled by the sudden change in him. Then, she saw the same meek man who cooked and cleaned for her. Disdain filled her voice. “You should have known we’re not from the same world.”

“Yeah,” Cameron replied. “You’re a powerful CEO, one of Yrando's top ten businessmen. I’m just a dishwasher and chef—utterly useless in your eyes.”

Madison was surprised by his clarity. A smug smile touched her lips. “Looks like you finally understand how incompatible we are.”

“Is that so?” Cameron smiled sarcastically. “I have to thank you for showing me your true colors. Five years…five years I warmed your dinners, massaged your feet, cared for you during your periods. You wanted to start your own business, so I gave you my assets. Even a dog would show more affection after five years!”

“That’s enough!” Madison snapped, her face reddening. “I never asked you to do any of that! It was your own volition! My success is due to my hard work and effort. Living off my resources is repayment enough.”

“Is that so?” Cameron looked at her as if she were a stranger. “Do you really believe your success is solely your own?”

“Isn’t it?” she retorted.

He signed the papers swiftly, all hope extinguished. He tossed them before her. “I hope you don’t regret this.” He turned to leave.

“What’s with the attitude? Explain yourself!” Madison yelled.

But he didn’t look back, walking out of the villa. There was nothing left to cherish.

…

Ding! His phone rang as he left the gate. Two lines of black Maybachs, each worth millions, pulled up. Dozens of men in suits and sunglasses emerged, forming a line before bowing.

“We are here on behalf of Lord Blackheart, Mr. Morgan!” they cried in unison.