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Calista Wolfe stood on the deck of the cruise ship, feeling the sea breeze. She never dreamed she would run into Benjamin Thorpe here. A group of children, chasing and playing, saw the two of them standing still and turned them into temporary shelters from the chaos. It had only been three years, yet it felt like a lifetime. She, who had changed her name and identity and escaped to Clayland in silence, never imagined they would cross paths again. After all, the one place he hated most was Clayland. As a few children bumped into them, Benjamin politely and restrainedly reached out, steadying Calista, who almost lost her balance. Calista smiled, but her arm refused to pull away from his. "Calista, if you just say the word, I could marry you anytime." "Benjamin, I'm getting married next month." Calista pulled her hand back firmly, tucking the windblown hair behind her ear. Benjamin's eyes, previously unfocused, now had a hint of playful amusement. "Married? To that guy you've been keeping in your house? "Didn't he tell you? He's far richer than you think! You burn the midnight oil, working on designs, and your monthly salary doesn't even cover a tenth of his interest from savings. "Calista, he's never been honest with you." Benjamin handed her his phone. On the screen was a wedding certificate. A newlywed couple, dressed in formal attire, radiated joy against a red backdrop. The black mole at the corner of the man's eye was identical to Tristan Calloway's, but the look in his eyes had less depth and more youthful vigor. The steel stamp on the name section was bold and glaring, with the registration date frozen six years ago. But standing beside Tristan was another woman.