Chloe frowned, looking down at Julian's arm with growing confusion and deep suspicion. She tightened her grip on his blue suit sleeve, her sharp eyes darting back and forth between her wealthy fiancé and the humble maid standing before them. You know her? Chloe asked in a sharp, curious voice, her posture stiffening as she sensed the sudden wave of panic radiating from Julian. Julian froze, his mind racing to find a lie smooth enough to salvage his reputation. He looked at Chloe, whose expression was rapidly shifting from mild curiosity to intense skepticism, and then turned his gaze back to Lucia, who stood quietly beside her cart, carrying the physical proof of the marriage he had tried so hard to erase from his life.