k on him and walke

ing reminder. A muscle pulsed in his clenched jaw. He did

dresses and expensive handbags. She packed only a few pairs of old jeans, some f

out, pulling it behind her. She p

Miller, saw her. The old woman's

ng a thick envelo

ould you please give this to Mr. Sterling t

r eyes widened at the words typed

in this house who had shown her kindness-a s

oor, the sound of her suitcase rollin

g dining table, staring into his black coffee. He

iller placed the envelope be

pages. She was waiving her right to all marital assets. No alimony, n

e final page. The

line. T

le Dysf

then rushed back, hot and furious. His fingers turned

ardrooms, the jokes at country clubs. The m

His coffee cup flew, splattering bro

he screen, dialing the number he ha

rang. Finally

voice was cal

he roared. "Yo

trickled thro

ve him insane. "It's the most logical explanation for our lack

arriage. He had been saving himself for Georg

the Wall Street Journal tomorrow," her voice

ic

hung

one buzzing in his ear. He squeezed the de

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