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"You're still not being honest with me, are you? You claimed to be away on business, but in reality, you whisked your lover off to a coastal inn for some excitement."

"Perhaps on the day of our anniversary, you arranged a clandestine meeting with her in the restroom?"

As I spoke, the blood drained from Clayton's face, his mouth quivering as he tried to maintain his composure.

"Irene... How did you come by this information?"

"I was so careful... How could you possibly know?"

I raised my gaze, as cold as frost, and directed it towards Odessa standing behind him.

Clayton's anger flared instantly as he whirled to face her. "Did you tell her?"

"I cautioned you that our affairs were not Irene's business. How does she know everything?"

"I warned you that if you couldn't keep quiet, there would be consequences!"