Chapter 3

Chloe didn't even look up at me. She gave me a look of pure disgust. "In a few days, you're going to my high school reunion with me.

You’ll act as my bodyguard. Look at you—you're burnt to a crisp from your training. You look like a charcoal briquette. It's embarrassing to be seen with you."

Getting sunburned and calloused was just part of federal training.

I looked at Chloe, unable to believe how shameless she could be.

But to make her see reality, and to put a clean end to this dead marriage, I simply nodded in silence.

On the day of the reunion, Chloe dressed up in expensive designer clothes. Holding the baby, she looked at me with deep irritation.

"Keep up. Don't embarrass me," she snapped.

"Remember, once we're inside, you're just my security detail. Keep your mouth shut."

"You should be grateful I’m even letting you tag along."

I said nothing, keeping my face completely blank. But inside, a storm was brewing as I followed her into the high-end venue.

The moment we walked through the doors, her former classmates turned to look at her. Seeing her holding a beautiful baby and dressed in luxury, their eyes filled with curiosity and envy.

A woman walked up to us first. "Chloe! Oh my god, it's been years! Look at you, you look amazing! And the baby is so cute. Where's the dad?"

Chloe smirked, her face glowing with vanity. She lowered her voice just enough so the surrounding crowd could hear.

"Oh, his dad is really busy with his business, so he couldn't make it."

"But you all know him—it's Tyler Brooks. He’s in finance. He’s quite successful."

The crowd gasped, immediately showering her with compliments.

"Wow, Chloe! You really hit the jackpot!"

"Seriously, you married into wealth! Don't forget about us little people!"

Chloe soaked up the attention, her head held high, looking down on her old peers with subtle contempt.

"Well, you guys just need to work harder," Chloe said, her voice dripping with condescension.

"Some of us just get lucky. But honestly, some people are just destined to stay at the bottom, no matter how hard they try."

Just as she reached the peak of her arrogance, phone alerts started chiming all around the room.

Confused, her classmates pulled out their phones. Slowly, the color drained from their faces, and their expressions turned deeply uncomfortable.

Chloe noticed the shift. She frowned. "What's going on?"

No one answered. They just stared at her with a mix of disgust and pity.

I smiled to myself. I knew exactly what was happening. I had anonymously leaked the evidence of her affair to their alumni Snapchat group.

The photos, the hotel check-ins, the explicit text messages—everything was laid bare on their screens.

Finally, one classmate couldn't hold back. "Chloe... what is this? Are these photos real?"

Chloe’s face turned paper-white. Her lips trembled, and her eyes darted around the room in terror. She shrieked, "This is a setup! It's fake! It’s all fake!"

But the whispers only grew louder.

"I can't believe she’s like this..."

"She acts so sweet, but she’s just a cheap cheater..."

"Disgusting. And she was just bragging about her rich husband..."

I looked at Chloe and spoke in a calm, clear voice.

"I think everyone here would love to know who the real father of that baby is, and who your legal husband actually is. But I won't waste my breath. Good luck, Chloe."

With that, I pulled the divorce papers from my jacket and slammed them onto the table in front of her.

Chloe’s eyes turned bloodshot with rage. Like a rabid animal, she lunged at me, screaming, "You ruined my life, you bastard!"

Richard and Eleanor, who had been waiting nearby in the lobby, heard the commotion and rushed into the room.

Richard swung a fist at me, while Eleanor clawed at my face, screaming profanities. "You ungrateful piece of trash! How dare you humiliate Chloe! We'll kill you!"

But before their hands could touch me, the heavy double doors of the venue were kicked open with a loud bang.

My tactical team and my junior agents poured into the room.

"I’d love to see who has the balls to touch Agent Vance!" Zack roared, leading the charge.