d. Arley, frantic as he prepared for his meeting at the McCarthy

A single, heavy platinum cufflink with a uniqu

asn'

aunted him with. The r

udy and slapped the cu

this?" h

s oversight in her scorched-earth campaign to erase him. It was Drake's. He'd left it here once.

k and closed her hand around it.

ne of my business? You are my fiancée! You

, the prenup, the non-existent recording.

fear and knew

make a scene about this,

right

cufflink to your father. Tell everyone your fianc

t me. They'll dig. They'll find out who this mystery man is. And in the pro

went

tion, dragged through the mud for the entire world to see." She leaned in, her voice a

It wasn't his company, or his father,

led with a new kind of fear. A

spat, before turning

ooked at the cufflink in her palm, a strange annoyance

t engraved on it was the private emblem

, at that very moment, on

. He adjusted the cuffs of his plain, unadorned shirt, having deliberately left any identifying jewelry or

introduced as Al

Director of Project Acquisit