Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival

Chapter Fifty Five

Amber’s POV

Sitting at a secluded table in the corner of a small restaurant, I anxiously tapped my fingers

against the smooth surface, my gaze fixated on the entrance.

After my emotional conversation with Richard, I knew it was time to take control of things, and get

myself together. My number goal was to seek revenge on Kayden and Marlene, but I didn’t want to

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Even though we were only married for two years, there was a lot I knew about Kayden and his family,

so I intended on doing things my way from now. And the first step to getting what I wanted was to

find my people, individuals who could serve as my loyal eyes and ears, reporting back every little

detail about their actions and plans.

I had reached out to Helena, the head servant in Kayden’s home, earlier in the day and requested a

meeting. She was one of the servants there who I knew cared about me, and might still have some sort

of loyalty toward me since I had been nice to her while I was married to Kayden.

To my relief, she had been more than willing to see me. Now, as I waited for her arrival, my mind

raced with possibilities. I wondered how she was going to react to my request and I was also

anticipating what she might reveal to me, should she decide to help me.

Minutes stretched into eternity, but finally, Helena’s figure appeared in the doorway. She hurried

over, a broad smile stretching across her face as she curtly bowed to me. “Miss Amber,” she greeted

warmly. “I’ve missed you so much. It’s been too long. How have you been?”

I rose from my seat, mirroring her smile, and embraced her tightly. “Helena, it’s good to see you,” I

replied, my voice genuine. “And I’ve missed you too.”

Finally settling into our respective chairs, Helena’s smile faltered for a moment as she offered an

apology. “I’m really sorry, Miss Amber, for not reaching out to you after your divorce from Mr.

Black. I should have been there for you, Miss. I can’t even imagine how difficult it must have been

for you.”

I dismissed her apology with a wave of my hand. “There’s no need to apologize, Helena. I completely

understand the circumstances of the situation and why you couldn’t reach out to me first.”

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Relief flooded her expression as she leaned back in her chair. “I’m so glad you’re doing well. It’s

been one crazy situation, but seeing you now brings me joy.”

I let out a sigh as I looked at Helena, feeling a lot more nervous than I thought I would be. Could I

really trust her? Was I barking up the right tree?

“I’m sure this must be surprising, seeing how I reached out to you so suddenly,” I began. “But I’m

glad I reached out to you first.

Helena smiled warmly, her surprise evident on her face. “Yes, I must admit, I didn’t expect to hear

from you,” she replied. “But I’m glad you did. How can I help you, Ms. Amber?”

I took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts as I prepared to make my request. I needed Helena’s help.

but I also understood that she had every right to refuse. “What I’m about to ask of you is not

something you’re obligated to accept, Helena,” I said. “I can assure you that I won’t feel any type

of way even if you refuse.”

Helena’s expression softened, curiosity sparking in her eyes. “Go ahead, Ms. Amber,” she encouraged

gently. “Tell me what you need. I’m all ears.”

I mustered up my courage, realizing that Helena was the only person in that house that I could trust

in this situation. “So the thing is, I want you to be my eyes and ears in that house, Helena,” I

revealed. “I want you to act as a spy for me, reporting everything about Marlene and Kayden back to

1. me. I need to keep tabs on them, and you’re the only person I can rely on.”

Confusion clouded Helena’s features as she tried to make sense of my request. “You want me to…spy

on them?”

I nodded. “Yes, exactly. I need you to gather information for me, to keep me informed of anything

suspicious or concerning. I can also assure you that you’ll be compensated very well for your help.”

I clarified.

Helena paused, her face thoughtful as she contemplated my plea. She had always been loyal to me, and

I knew she understood the risks involved in accepting my request.

Suddenly, a smile spread across her face. “Ms. Amber, even if you hadn’t offered to pay me, I would

still help you,” she declared. “You were kind to me during your time as Mr. Black’s wife, and I feel

indebted to you. I will gladly repay your kindness.”

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Warmth flooded my heart at Helena’s words. “Thank you, Helena,” I said softly. “Your loyalty means more to me than I can express. I promise you won’t regret it.”

Helena smiled, determination gleaming in her eyes. “There’s no need to thank me, Ms. Amber,” she replied resolutely. “I would love nothing more than to keep an eye on that evil boss of mind and his

absolutely rude wife.”

As Helena referred to Marlene as “rude,” a burst of laughter escaped my lips. I couldn’t help but find amusement in that particular statement.

However, the laughter quickly subsided, replaced by genuine curiosity, as Helena suddenly mentioned overhearing Marlene and her mother speaking the day before. My interest piqued, I eagerly asked her to share what she had heard.

“Well, Miss Amber, I didn’t hear the full conversation, but I do have a feeling it could have been about you.”

I tilted my head in confusion, wondering what my mother and useless sister possibly were trying to start up now. “Tell me, Helena, what is it that you remember? What did they say?”

Helena took a deep breath, her eyes searching mine. “Miss Amber, forgive me if I’m wrong, but have you, by any chance, gotten remarried?”

I was taken aback by her question. I had assumed that Helena was already aware of my remarriage since it was sort of a big deal right now, but apparently, that wasn’t the case. “Yes, Helena, I have remarried,” I confirmed. “Why do you ask?”

Her gasp of surprise filled the air, and I waited impatiently for her to respond. “The reason I

wasn’t sure if they were talking about you yesterday is because I had no idea you had remarried,” she explained. “Does your new husband have an Italian surname?”

My heart skipped a beat, a sense of unease settling in. “Yes, he does,” I replied. “Why? What does

that have to do with anything?”

Once again, Helena gasped, her eyes widening in disbelief. “From what I overheard, it seems your mother and sister are planning to turn you into some villain with the help of some reporter that I heard them speaking to,” she revealed. “They were discussing accusing someone of cheating on their ex– husband with their current husband. And if my suspicions are correct, they intend to make you ou to be the bad person, while justifying their own affair.”

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be the bad person, while justifying their own affair.”

lence hung in the air as I absorbed her words. The audacity of my mother and sister to concoct such vile plan left me both infuriated and strangely amused. It amused me that they had decided to air ut

their dirty laundry to the media just to get back at me, and I couldn’t wait to make them wish ney had just kept their business hidden.

A chuckle escaped my lips before I muttered, “Oh, this is going to be so much fun.”

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