The Genius Ex-Wife’s Revenge Portfolio novel Chapter 8

A line of escorts strutted in, each one tall, gorgeous, and sunkissed. They stopped right in front of Ella, forming a perfect row.

Fiona flashed a mischievous smile. “Come on, Ella. Pick eight.”

Ella was in the mood to celebrate her newfound freedom. Tonight, she was going to let loose. She pointed, laughing. “You, you, you… Actually, all of you can stay.”

Cedric started counting out loud. “One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. Wow, she just picked eight guys at once.”

One of the rich kids scoffed. “Why waste money? If she just asked, we’d do it for free.”

Everyone burst out laughing.

Just then, David’s phone chimed. Another spending alert. He picked it up, already bracing himself. What did Ella buy this time?

[Dear VVIP member, your card has just been charged 500,000 dollars at Club 1996 for eight escorts.]

David’s face darkened. He stared at the words “eight escorts” for a long moment, then looked up at the woman across the room. Who else could that cutie be but Ella?

He just sat there, speechless.

The eight models crowded around Ella, pouring drinks into her glass. “Let’s play a drinking game, beautiful,” one of them suggested.

“Yes, let’s do it!” Fiona cheered, giggling.

Ella lost the very first round. One of the models leaned in, offering her a drink. “Come on, have a sip, gorgeous.”

She downed it, but the others immediately protested. “Why’d you only drink from his glass? We want to give you a drink, too!”

Ella felt overwhelmed, but it was the kind of attention that felt sweet and dizzying.

Across the room, David’s eyes narrowed. His sharp features tensed, his whole body radiating cold anger. Without a word, he stood up and strode toward the exit.

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