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My husband gave my beachfront villa, the one my parents bought me, to his secretary, Sophie. Sophie posted a nine-photo pool party grid online, tagging the villa's location. She posted: [Thanks to my boss for the luxurious villa. I'll keep striving for more.] The butler sent me pictures: the garden sculptures were smashed, and every flower I'd planted had been torn out. I shot the photos straight over to Edward. I messaged: [Edward, what the hell is this? Why is someone else living in my villa?] Edward fired back with a voice message almost instantly, waves crashing in the background. He said, "Relax, would you? It's not like we don't have other places to stay." I replied: [I want her gone from my villa in three hours. And I want my place put back exactly how it was.] Edward read my message and left me on read. Five minutes later, I sold the villa online for a single dollar. Edward's precious antiques? I wrecked every last one. If he wanted to play hardball, I'd show him what real payback looked like.