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I found a piece of intimate clothing under my boyfriend's pillow, something that didn't belong to me. I guessed it must have been Mollie Gordon's, his assistant. After all, I often overheard gossip from our colleagues about the two of them. Sometimes, Darren Griffith would take a long detour every morning just to buy breakfast for Mollie. Mollie's social media was full of affectionate photos of her and Darren. And when Mollie sprained her ankle, Darren was so heartbroken that he immediately scooped her up and carried her into the office. But none of that mattered to me anymore. Because half a month ago, during the collapse of a cinema, when Darren ignored my injuries and chose to rescue Mollie, I had already given up on him. I calmly dialed my parents' number and said, "Mom, Dad, I'll be home in a few days to take over the company."