She Signed The Divorce Quietly — Then Arrived On A Billionaire’s Private Jet

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“You can’t be serious!” Beatrice shrieked.

“Why chess?” Preston asked.

Vivian placed her hands on the table. “Because for five years, you treated me like a pawn. Expendable. Quiet. Only there to protect the king.” Her gaze didn’t waver. “I want to show you what happens when a pawn makes it to the other side of the board.”

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