Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 1118

Right now, Lacey sported long, voluminous curls, dressed in an aqua-blue blazer layered over a white dress.

Nearing fifty, she exuded a refined, stunning elegance that completely masked her true age.

If a stranger met her for the first time and was told she was in her thirties, they would absolutely believe it.

*Smack!* A stack of documents was thrown onto the table.

Lacey sat down on the sofa, crossing her legs, and absentmindedly admired her fresh manicure.

She spoke with casual indifference. "Sign these papers. Once you do, the Black Gate will have nothing to do with you anymore."

Her tone was flat, completely devoid of any emotion.

Derek's breathing grew heavy. Noticing Elliot Harlow was nowhere in sight, he glared at Lacey.

"Did you and Elliot really get married?"

Lacey glanced up at him. "So what? Do these two things have anything to do with each other?"

"I refuse to believe you'd fall for a young punk like him!"

Lacey: "..."

A forty-something young punk?

"Do you have some misunderstanding about what a 'young punk' is? Are there young punks at his age?"

His breathing grew even heavier.

"Do you even realize how much younger he is than you?"

Lacey: "Of course I do!"

"And you still don't realize that you two are a terrible match?" Derek gritted his teeth.

Over the past two days, every time he thought about Lacey marrying Elliot, his chest physically ached with anger.

She had waited for him for so many years, why couldn't she wait just a little longer...?

At this critical juncture, she actually went and married Elliot. If that wasn't revenge, what was?

Lacey scoffed. "Look at you..."

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