After the Divorce, I Was Pampered by a Top Tycoon

Summary

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In the seventh year of our marriage, Damian Costello forgot his promise to me again, all for his so-called sister.

In the Costello family's private lounge, a place thick with the smell of cigars and whiskey, he looked at me with a hint of annoyance in his voice. "Alara, I'm sorry. You know Bella just got back from Europe."

"I'm her brother. I can't miss her welcome home party."

Of course, I knew.

I also knew that at this party, they would hug. They would even kiss in dark corners.

They