Chapter 142

Chapter 142

Looking back on it now, it seems downright hilarious.

Megan just couldn’t shake off her worry for Lucia, so she arranged to meet her at a cozy cofe.

Lucia was there first, perched by the floor–to–ceiling window, watching as Megan pulled up in her car

As Megan walked in, Lucia cocked her head and asked, “Driving solo today? I thought all you high–society ladies had chauffeurs.”

Megan settled into her chair with a wry smile. “Thinking about doing some driving on my own from now on.”

That comment was enough for Lucia to catch on to her plans, “Seriously considering a divorce, huh? Sullivan’s been looking pretty whipped lately”

Megan didn’t want to dredge up those matters. She looked intently at Lucia and asked, “What about you and Timothy? What’s your game plan?”

Lucia squirmed a bit, playing with her hair as she deflected, focusing on the positives, “What could possibly be up with us? Just the usual drama between a man and a woman, right? Life goes on with or without someone.”

Megan stayed silent.

Unable to hold back, Lucia confessed, “He’s got a tight grip on my career, you know! If I burn that bridge, how am I supposed to keep up in the social scene? Megan, let me tell you, I can’t go back to scraping by. I’ve gotten too used to the good life!”

But Megan knew this wasn’t her true feeling.

Lucia was like a piece of driftwood, always afloat, never anchoring. After all these years, Megan could see that Lucia did have feelings for Timothy. Now that he was engaged, Lucia was hurting inside, just pretending not to care.

Megan reached out, holding Lucia’s hand, and pulled out a check from her purse

Five million dollars

Lucia was stunned. She knew Megan wouldn’t easily touch Sullivan’s money, this had to be from selling her house.

How could she accept this? Would she even be human if she did?

Megan pressed her hand firmly, her voice tinged with resolve. “Ill take care of you!”

“Maybe I’m still tied down to this marriage with Sullivan, but I’ve changed. I’ve got more cards in my hand now! Listen to me, Lucia, the moment Timothy gets engaged, leave him. Make a clean break! Move to another city, or go abroad, whatever!“

Lucia’s throat tightened.

Her eyes slowly lifted to meet Megan’s. She saw the same old Megan, delicate and gentle, with her small face and slender figure, who always gave her all to Lucia, who always understood her best.

Lucia loved Timothy.

It wasn’t love at first, but it had grown from their time together.

Yet she knew well enough that Timothy looked down on her, and his family would never accept a girl with a tarnished reputation. His fiancée, Corona Neumann, was the perfect daughter–in–law for the Lawson family.

What was she to do? She was tough with her words, but lacked the courage to leave. Megan had ripped off the band–aid.

In the bustling cafe, Lucia cried like a child, overwhelmed by the moment. It was as if she were back to her childhood, standing on a rooftop….

Megan opened her arms, speaking calmly, “Lucia, come to me!”

Her smile was gentle, “I take care of you.”

Lucia sat in the sports car, clutching the check for five million dollars that Megan had given her, and dialed Timothy

“Timothy, let’s break up. Ill pay you the four million breakup fee. You go on with your wedding, and I’ll go my own way. Well be strangers.”

After a moment of silence. Timothy finally spoke, his voice soft, “Lucia, is this a breakup? I’m just dumping a mistress, that’s all. Take your money and your dignity and get lost, far away from me!”

He hung up, guessing that Megan had coached her. Megan was much more cunning than Lucia, knowing Timothy cared too about appearances to take the money directly.

much

With this grand gesture, Megan had saved both the money and Lucia herself.

AG