r father. She turned her back on him and locked eyes with h

rew the U

itation, Chloe turned and sprinted down the side a

was happening. Panic

d, his voice cracking. "S

hey were too late. Chloe slammed the heavy door of

al hum echoed th

projection screen slowly descended from

n flicker

-definition video. It was the interior

ough the church's su

a against the sofa. Their crude, explicit conversation ab

ison. Several older women shr

her face. Her knees buckled, and she collapsed onto the marble floo

like a suffocating fish. The perfect, wealthy faca

, but the scree

ents. Bank statements. Wire transfer receipts.

nized what they were looking at. The whispers turned

aving. He pointed a trembling finger at Gaven and

ed the micro

cutting through the chaos like a blade. "And as of an ho

mind. He lunged at Brooke, his hands reach

planted her foot and kicke

of pain, falling hard on

u are officially fired from Rivers Enterprises. I su

to Livia, who was

. "You can keep the trash

ed tiara from her hair. She threw it directly at Gaven'

ls of her heavy sk

for her, clearing a path. The flashbulbs followed her every step,

the heavy wooden

A torrential downpour was hammer

he walked straight

her face and soaking the heavy layers of her dress. The cold

r, but the wait time flashed an agonizing forty-five minutes. She could see Gaven storming out of the heavy church doors in her

he church doo

nning out into the rain. H

he sidewalk, but her high heel caught in

leg. She stumbled, near

tance, his heavy footstep

black Maybach sliced through the rain like a shark. It pulled up dir

r window rolle

e loo

om marble. His jaw was sharp, his dark eyes deep and pi

d slightly. His gaze locked

t into the storm, popping open a massive black um

swung open f

nd of the rain. It was low, magnet

t i

ked at the car. She heard Gaven s

dress, ducked under the umbrella, an