Chapter 509 Mastering the Art of Love

• “Even the smartest mess up sometimes. Mr. Heathcliff, you’ve got brains and you plan ten steps ahead—but you still got blindsided. Back then you were dead set on divorcing me so you could fly off into the sunset with your first love, that perfect angel. You never imagined she was a plant your enemies slipped right beside you, did you?”
• Her voice dripped with mockery.
• Conrad Heathcliff felt like a heavy blame fell out of the sky and smashed him right on the forehead.