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Four years after our divorce, my ex-husband, Dylan Moore, cheated again and got divorced, making headlines online. Meanwhile, as the founder of Sentinel Capital and Sentinel Vision Tech, I was the center of attention at the investment summit, fielding questions from reporters. Just as we reached the final question, my half-sister, Joy Baker, suddenly pushed her way to the front, snatched the microphone from the reporter, and began openly challenging me, knowing the whole thing was being live-streamed. She asked, "Ms. Jennings, what do you think about being your ex-husband's mistress and causing his second divorce?" I flashed her a careless smile and said, "I see it for what it is. "Once a dog gets a taste for crap, it's hard to keep it from going back for seconds. "You almost look like a decent person with your clothes on. Honestly, I barely recognized you as the side chick I caught in his bed back then. "Me? Dylan's side chick? He wishes." Joy's face went ghostly pale. Our exchange instantly shot to the top of the trending list. Dylan, who was also at the summit seeking investors, came running over like he'd lost his mind. He locked his gaze on me, his eyes swirling with joy, hurt, and resentment all tangled together. His hand shook as he grabbed mine. "Natalie, I'll be anything you want me to be. "You used to say I was your only treasure. Please don't abandon me." On instinct, I jerked my hand away, grabbed a wet wipe, and wiped my palm as if scrubbing off something nasty. Disgust welled up inside me.