The city sky was overcast, the clouds hanging heavy as if sharing the weight of Hunter Jackson’s burdened heart. Meanwhile, behind the large glass window on the second floor of a luxurious building, a woman stood silently, staring at the street below with a gaze that was hard to decipher.
Olivia.
A successful CEO and owner of several major companies. Her appearance was, as always, elegant—her hair neatly pinned up, her lips painted a deep maroon. But today, her eyes were different. Not as sharp. There was a flicker of emotion every time her gaze fell on the figure stumbling along the sidewalk across the street.
Hunter Jackson.
Her ex-husband.
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For the past few days, Olivia had been watching the man in silence. Each night, as luxury cars passed by and the city lights glittered, Hun
