Chapter 42:

“What do you mean he’s looking for her?!” Bianca’s voice cracked, filled with pure disbelief and rage.

“That florist?!” She let out a bitter laugh, pacing back and forth as fury pulsed through her veins. “After everything, after all this time,

he—” She stopped mid-sentence, shaking her head as if trying to process the reality of it. “He left

me...

for her?”

Carol sighed while swirling the wine in her glass as she lounged in her chair and watched Bianca with both amusement and mild irritation. “Don’t be so dramatic. Adrian hasn’t left you for

anyone. At least not yet, anyway.” She took a sip as her red lips curled into a knowing smirk. “That’s why

we

need to handle this before it’s too late.”

Bianca clenched her jaw. Her perfectly applied lipstick was now smudged from biting her lip in frustration. She was the glamorous, untouchable Bianca Monroe. The starlet, the woman who had once been the

only

one beside Adrian Blac