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Shattering Her Saintly Act: My Second-Chance Showdown novel Chapter 3

I searched through my handbag for a while, but the check was nowhere to be found. It hit me then that Julie had touched my handbag earlier just as I was leaving. I immediately tried to call her, only to find that her phone was turned off.

I quickly rushed downstairs, hailed a cab, and went straight to her place. I noticed that she wasn't home yet, so I waited outside. It wasn't long before Julie showed up, looking completely drenched from the rain.

Upon seeing me, Julie immediately sneered. "I figured once you got in Mr. Greene's Rolls-Royce, you'd be swept up by the luxury and wouldn't be seen again. You ought to know that being a rich man's wife isn't easy, Queenie. Those people will use you up until there's nothing left.

"I never noticed before how little integrity you had, selling yourself for money. It's a good thing that you have me here by your side. I'll show you the right way to live and what it means to be a person of real honor."

I wasn't in the mood to listen to her ramblings. I went right up to her and asked, "Is the check with you?"

Julie's expression faltered slightly before returning to calm. "What check? Why would I have a check that wasn't even meant for me?"

I knew her far too well to be fooled, able to tell right away that she was lying. I took out my phone and pretended to call the police, saying, "In that case, since the check is missing, someone must have stolen it. I'll just have to call the police, then."

I barely finished my sentence when Julie suddenly snatched my phone away in a panic. "What's the big deal? Why are you calling the police over something so trivial?

"That check was never supposed to be yours, anyway! Do you even know what kind of trouble you're getting yourself into? You're just setting yourself up for disaster!"

I merely snorted in response, knowing that my family would be done for without that check. I held out my hand and demanded, "You'd better hand over the check, Julie. Otherwise, I'm calling the police."

Julie, though exposed, didn't even show the slightest hint of shame. Instead, she bristled with indignation, asking, "You don't seriously think I took that check for myself, do you?"

I cocked my brow and asked, "Why did you take it, then?"

Julie looked at me, pretending to be disappointed. "I was only trying to keep you from going astray, Queenie! I mean, we might be poor, but we're not without honor.

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