At 3 PM, Summer kept the appointment on time.
Jessica sat gracefully in the private room, sipping tea. Even her heavy makeup couldn't conceal the weariness etched on her face. The family banquet had barely begun when Adrian excused himself to take a call, leaving without explanation.
Jessica, feeling uneasy, followed him and indeed saw her husband meeting privately with his kept mistress. He even gave the mistress the Prosperity Bank card he had taken from Jessica, to please her.
Rage and humiliation had choked Jessica into silence as she watched the scene unfold. 'At least he won't find the money,' she consoled herself, a bitter victory in her defeat.
Now, facing Summer across the table, her composure hung by a thread. "Where's the video?" Jessica's voice was sharp, cutting through th
