My husband put me out and kept all my assets just to hand them over to his mistress. All I have left is a worn-out debit card my father left me. I thought the balance was zero, but it ended up making the bank manager tremble with fear.

During those two weeks, Zelica also transformed herself. She cut her long, dull hair into a short, firm, elegant bob. She threw out all her old clothes with the help of a personal shopper hired by Seek. Her closet now contained tailored suits, silk blouses, and simple but classy dresses in strong colors—black, navy blue, burgundy. Reading glasses replaced her contacts. High heels replaced sandals.

But the biggest change was in her eyes. There was no fear anymore, only calculation.

“Are you ready to get back in the ring, ma’am?” Seek asked one afternoon.

“I’m ready,” Zelica said.

They didn’t go to a hotel. Under Zelica’s orders, Seek’s team had worked discreetly in Atlanta. They bought an old mansion in the Cascade Heights area. Not a flashy new McMansion like what Quacy liked, but a historic, solid, elegant building that emanated an aura of old Black power and generational wealth. The house was paid for in cash.

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