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My colleague opened a "Rich Heir Mystery Box" and pulled out a gold bar, causing a stir throughout the entire company. Out of curiosity, I bought one, too. The moment I opened it, my hand trembled. Inside was a set of light purple lace lingerie, carrying a familiar perfume scent. It was unmistakably the wedding anniversary gift I had just given my wife last week. When I got home, my wife was curled up on the sofa, streaming a drama. I asked her with a smile, "Honey, where's that lingerie I gave you last week? Put it on for me tonight, okay?" Her eyes clearly showed a flash of panic as she stammered out an explanation. She said, "Well, it got ruined in the wash. I threw it in the trash bin." As she spoke, her eyes even turned red. "I'm sorry, honey. I was afraid you'd be upset, so I didn't dare tell you. I really liked that set." I held her and comforted her softly, but inside, I felt cold. The next day, I checked her phone and found text message conversations with a number. My wife: [Did you hide that lingerie I left at your place last time properly?] The adulterer: [Don't worry. It's taken care of. What? Can't wait to have it again?] My wife: [No, let's talk in a few days. He's going on a business trip next week.] The owner of that number was none other than my boss, Edward Grant.