Chapter 4

Let the past stay in the past.

Before boarding the plane, I sat in the airport and began my final act of revenge.

This time, I did not obsess over proving my identity.

I chose another way.

I sent the ledgers of three Kaelaris underground banks and the details of one weapons-smuggling route to their mortal enemy, the Viperian family.

Selling that information to any minor family would not have brought in much money. But selling it to the Viperian family? It was enough for me to live comfortably for the rest of my life.

The internet was still flooded with insults aimed at me.

Click on any random topic related to “Sophia,” and there I was, looking utterly pathetic.

Even after all these days, Lily’s pity-seeking post was still pinned at the top of her page—the one from the day I had been forced to clarify the twin DNA test.

Lily wrote:“Everyone can tell at a glance whether I’m the real Sophia. There is no twin sister. There is no other woman. My conscience is clear.”

Not a single comment believed me.

“My idol and Don Jason have been so unlucky to get tangled up with this disgusting creature. My heart breaks for them.”

“This obsessive fan is seriously delusional. She really wants to replace Sophia? Maybe she should look in a mirror first.”

“Sophia is way too kind. She didn’t even make things difficult for her.”

In the past, those comments would have shaken me. Now, I felt nothing.

Then I sent a recording I had secretly made—Lily admitting she had killed Nancy—to “Sophia’s” competitors.

I could let someone else destroy her for me.

After I finished all of that, Jason called me. I hung up. He called again. This time, I answered.

“Don’t forget, we’re still in the mandatory waiting period,” he said. “If you want to back out, just say so. The condition is that you don’t do anything impulsive…”

His slow, unhurried tone carried a trace of certainty. As if he were sure I still could not bear to leave him.

I looked at my boarding time and said emotionlessly, “Got it.”

Then I hung up without hesitation and stepped onto the plane.

Third-Person POV

Jason had been with Sophia for so many years. This was the first time she had ever hung up on him.

Along with his displeasure came a sudden, overwhelming panic.

He looked down at Lily beneath him, her face flushed. All at once, he lost interest. He got up, deciding to check Sophia’s current residence.

Still unsatisfied, Lily coquettishly grabbed his hand. “Jason, where are you going?”

He shook off her hand and continued getting dressed.

“To find Sophia.”

Lily immediately sat up, confused. “Didn’t you two already get divorced? Why are you still looking for that ugly freak?”

Jason paused. For reasons he could not explain, irritation surged in his chest. “The waiting period isn’t over yet,” he said coldly. “And watch your mouth.”

He ignored Lily’s stunned expression, pulled on his pants, and went home.

Then he drove to Sophia’s place. He knocked. No one answered. So he picked the lock and let himself in.

A faint unease fluttered in Jason’s chest. It peaked when he saw the nearly empty living room.

He pushed open the bedroom door. It was empty too. But in the trash can, he saw something that made his eyes sting.

An earring.

On the day the divorce agreement was signed, Sophia had placed it on the table and pushed it toward him. He had not taken it.

Because deep down, he had never believed Sophia would truly agree to divorce him. Even if she signed the papers, she would eventually regret it.

After all, Sophia loved him so much. She had no one else to rely on.

Jason picked up the earring, carefully wiped away the dust, then touched his left ear. He wore an identical one.

The earrings were a pair. Couple earrings from when they were dating. He had made them himself when he was twenty. He wore one. Sophia wore the other.

They meant something special to both of them. Over the years, wearing them had become second nature.

How could Sophia throw hers away? He preferred to believe it had simply fallen into the trash by accident while she was moving.