Chapter 4I Caught My Husband Cheating With a College Student

The taxi pulled up in front of a high-end, exclusive club, its neon signs flashing brilliantly in the dark.

"What is Elvis doing here?" Wanda asked. She had only ever seen the refined, hardworking version of Elvis.

I led her inside, and a well-tipped waiter quietly guided us to the hallway outside a private VIP suite. Through the heavy mahogany door, the loud voices of the men inside drifted out clearly.

"You mean Wanda?" Elvis's voice was relaxed, laced with a smug chuckle. "She is just a little plaything on the side. She has no family background, no connections. Why would I ever marry her?"

"It's just been a while since I met someone so simple and naive. I wanted to have a little fun. Besides, I need her to keep programming for my project. She is far more useful than those overpriced, arrogant consultants out there. She's just a student, so she doesn't even ask for a raise. She is the perfect, cheap tool."

As a waitress opened the door to deliver a fresh round of champagne, I caught a glimpse of Elvis inside. He was lounging on a leather sofa, surrounded by a cloud of cigar smoke, with several scantily clad women leaning against his chest.

"Ever since Victoria found out about us, Wanda has been trying to break up with me," Elvis boasted to his friends, taking a sip of his drink. "But I just took her to the amusement park, bought her a few shiny trinkets, whispered some sob stories about my difficult position, and she believed every word. It is hilarious how gullible some girls can be."

Wanda couldn't take it anymore. She spun around and ran out of the club, tears streaming down her face.

By the time I caught up to her, she was crouching by the curb, sobbing hysterically. I stood beside her silently, letting her cry it out.

"I have never seen him smoke," she whispered between sobs, her voice shaking. "Around me, he was always so refined, so gentle, taking care of every little detail. I thought that was who he really was."

"He wore a mask the entire time, and I was too stupid to see through it. Even after I found out he was married, I stayed by his side, believing his pathetic excuses. I am such an idiot."

She was crying so hard her nose was running. I handed her a pack of tissues. "We all make mistakes. What matters is that you woke up before it was too late."

"So, are you ready to partner with me now?"

"And if you still have any doubts, check the warm milk he makes for you every night. It is spiked with crushed birth control pills. He doesn't want you getting pregnant, and he is willing to ruin your body to ensure it."

Wanda wiped her nose and stood up, her tear-stained face hardening.

"Victoria, I believe you. But before we start, I have one question."

"Ask."

"When you first met me, you laid out your entire plan without hesitation. Weren't you afraid I would run straight to Elvis and expose you?"

I stepped closer, pressing a finger to my lips, a cold, victorious glint in my eyes.

"Because of one simple rule, Wanda. Girls help girls."