hardwood floor, her legs trembling.

o her face, scrubbing aggressively until her skin was ra

y. She slipped into the deep black velv

r eyes to hide the sickly pallor of her skin. S

prepared by a Michelin-starred private chef. The cand

ck, the private elevat

erfect, practiced smile on her

wearing a suit. He wore a slight

ma's veins was the woman Denton was

awl. Her face was pale, her expression fra

ingernails dug so hard into h

visibly flinched. She let out a t

ound Beverly's waist. He shot a look o

owering her onto the cushions as

e it was lined with sandpaper. "Why is my s

pocket, pulled out a thick stack of documents,

most ruthless law firm. Below it, in bold

olent wave of nausea hit her st

self and forced it back to her side. The baby. The secret

enton announced, his voice devoid of any em

s shook as she picked up the document

Every single credit card attached to her na

ed bluntly. "To ensure you don't hide a

th a tissue. "Denton, please. Don't be so cruel

ignited a fire in Emma's chest. She gl

onto the table. The heavy pape

oked Denton dead in the ey

dangerously. "Don't t

l wife just to play house with your mistres

pped. He lunged forward and sw

he floor. The candles rolled across the

ess. "Or I will make sure you don't have