“Hey, how can you turn on me like that? What do you mean you don’t know me? We’re, at the very least…”
“Shut your mouth, do you hear me?”
Lionel cut Cherry off mid-sentence.
Samuel put on a thoughtful expression, looking back and forth between them. “Lionel, just tell the truth. Was she the one who told you about this? Are you two working together? How else would you know so much?”
As Samuel finished, Cherry’s eyes widened as she glared at Lionel, a silent warning not to tell the truth.
Lionel took a deep breath. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I barely know this woman. Didn’t you hear her? She just came to gloat. And I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Yeah, yeah, I don’t know what you guys are talking about either. Cooperating? I’m just here for the show.”
Cherry went along with Lionel’s story. “Your divorce was all over the news. When I heard he got beaten up, I thought maybe you sent someone to do it, so I came to check out the drama. I didn't expect to see you here. If I’d known you were coming, I would have stayed away.”
Hannah’s eyes darted between the two of them before she spoke in a low voice. “Lionel, you took matters into your own hands, stole information from me, and ruined my plan. I’m not letting this go. And if I find out you have someone else spying on me, you just wait.”
“Also, the divorce petition has been filed with the court. Our hearing is in two months.”
Hannah stood up, looking down at him from her full height.

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