At Carmela’s words, her anger erupted—her eyes went wide with disbelief. “Are you serious?”
They hadn’t even gotten the divorce papers yet, and Elissa was already making a fool of the Atwaters?
The more Carmela thought about it, the angrier she became, completely forgetting how her own son had treated Elissa in the first place.
If Elissa was still living in Atwater Manor, she’d have no trouble figuring out where Frank’s double standards came from—clearly, it was in his DNA.
Mother and son, both cut from the same cloth.
Marcia, seeing Carmela’s reaction, knew she’d hit her mark. Smiling sweetly, she said, “Why would I lie to you? Remember last time at Vistapeak Gardens? You probably haven't heard, but Rowan’s living right across the hall from Elissa now.”
Carmela nearly choked in outrage.
How was that any different from shacking up together?
One minute she’s divorcing her son, and the next she’s cozying up to someone as powerful as Rowan. If word got out, people would say something was seriously wrong with the Atwater family.
Her chest heaved as she fought to steady her breathing, eyes icy with fury. “So that’s why she was in such a rush to get those divorce papers—she was worried her little affair would blow up in her face and ruin her reputation!”
It all made sense now.
Elissa hadn’t been devastated by Frank; she’d just found herself a better option.
But if she was already involved with Rowan, why had she come running to the Atwaters for help when Tanya Foster got into trouble?
Still, Carmela was too worked up to care about those details.
Marcia, on the other hand, was momentarily thrown by Carmela’s words. “Wait—divorce papers? Who’s getting divorced?”
The answer hovered right in front of her, making her heart pound.
“Who else could it be?” Carmela shot her a sharp look. “Frank and Elissa, of course.”


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