“Seems like she's getting along quite well," the man mused, stroking his chin.

Yet, the corners of Divya's eyes twitched and her expression turned feral. She never suspected that Wynter was the architect of that night's deception!

It was her!

Her fingers curled against the pavement, slowly forming fists.

"I heard she's set to marry Isaac, quite the wealthy and influential man. If only I'd known, I would've demanded a larger payoff." Regret filled the man's voice.

Catching the greed in his eyes, Divya proposed, “What if we join forces?"

Confused, the man inquired, “What are you getting at?"

Explaining her scheme, Divya implored, “We kidnap her, then demand a ransom. Didn't you mention her impending marriage to Isaac? She must be loaded. How about we collaborate on this."

The man examined Divya, assessing the sincerity of her words.

Divya did not hide her loathing for Wynter.

The man pondered. It seemed fair for Divya to exact revenge on Wynter for her reputation's ruin, and the potential to gain another substantial payout from Wynter was appealing.

Having depleted all the money Wynter had given him, the man finally nodded his agreement with Divya's plan.

“Lend me a hundred bucks," Divya demanded, extending her hand.

She needed taxi fare to locate Forrest.

The man sneered, "You're that broke?"

Through gritted teeth, Divya retorted, “It's all your fault that I'm in this state. Had it not been for you, Forrest wouldn't have insisted on the divorce and none of this would've happened!"

The man felt no guilt and cynically replied, "So, you're blaming me?"

"You were merely a pawn. It's Wynter who orchestrated all this."

Divya understood that the man was not her true adversary.

Wynter was the true culprit.