I woke up early the next morning to the sound of voices in the living room.

Salena was holding Avery's arm and directing the movers.

I snapped, "What are you doing?"

Avery looked at me coldly and said, "Sal is not well and needs a place to recuperate."

The president of a listed company actually can't afford to buy a villa for his mistress to recuperate, and he even wants to take over his wife's matrimonial home, so he's not afraid of being laughed at when he says it.

Salena held Avery's hand and looked at me with a provocative face.

"Chris, I'll trouble you to take care of me...