Archer leaned back, his posture relaxed yet unyielding, and spoke in the same calm tone that could cut sharper than anger. "I will give you a house, a car, and one hundred million. I believe that is more than enough to feed you."
"Alright," Alexa replied smoothly, her voice calm, as if she had been waiting for this very moment all along. She lowered her gaze to hide the flicker of satisfaction in her eyes, masking it behind a serene expression.
Archer's brows knit slightly as he studied her. Doubt stirred in his chest. For so long, she had clung desperately to Leo, her obsession with that man plain for everyone to see. Could it be that she truly wanted this divorce? The thought made his jaw tighten. But then, what about that night? His mind couldn't let go of the memory, the subtle shifts in her behavior, the nagging suspicion that something about her wasn't as simple as it appeared.
