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.

Zelica withdrew her hand slowly.

“Your seduction is good, Quacy. Better than your business presentation,” she said coldly.

He was surprised.

“Maybe you’re right,” Zelica continued, as if thinking.

Hope lit up again in his eyes.

“We really have to fix this,” she said, “but I can’t mix personal and business.”

“Sure, sure. Let’s finish the business matter first,” he agreed.

“I’ve already seen the result of your audit,” Zelica said.

“And?” he asked anxiously.

“We need to talk seriously. Tomorrow in my office at 10:00 a.m. Bring your lawyer if necessary. Once that is over, then we can talk about us.”

She stood up, leaving him with a bottle of expensive wine and a sly smile, thinking he had just won.

At 10:00 a.m. the next morning, in the meeting room of the mansion, Quacy arrived alone, without a lawyer. He brought another bouquet of roses. He was very confident. He thought this meeting was just a formality before he and Zelica reconciled.