The Jilted Ex-Wife Is A Zillionaire

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r at the door, but it was the

and thick. A perf

sat on the white leather sofa, his tie a loose knot at his throat. A half-e

an ashtray already overflow

ing. An inc

s raw, scraped by seventeen hours of recycle

table. "Isabel. Let's not drag t

wedding day was gone. In its place was a picture of Darius with another woman-Dove Mul

ere was only the low, steady hum of the penthouse ven

f playing a part, and this

front of a mirror while she was thirty thousand feet in the air. "This marria

s perfectly styled hair. "My family agrees.

hick document. Her fingers, cool and steady, flipped through the pages. Her eyes scanned th

f their three years together-it

. A scene. The silence stretched, pulling the air from

ven listen

e was also

he'd never visited. One million dollars. In exchange, she

l smile touche

llion

on her quarterly dividends from a

ick of the cover echoed in the qui

to the

had prepared for a siege, and she had just opene

ardened into the smug mask she knew so well. He str

lity, you'll continue working at Lloyd Group for one year after the divorce is finalized." His tone was m

A competent, grateful employee he wa

d have been laughable

head. Her eyes met his, flat and cold.

f soft that preceded a guillotine blade dropping

reement back toward him.

ed, unyielding as forged steel.

lion enough for a woman like you?" Greed. That's all he saw.

ights of Manhattan glittered below, reflected in her dark eyes. A kin

the cavernous room with quiet, devastating authority. "What I'm

in the r

ace. "What? You're insane. What s

s didn't require her defense. Th

man he'd been married to for three years, and a sick

n't kn

er known h

icked up her suitcase. "My lawye

had slipped onto her hand three years ago while she'd been foolish enough to think it meant something.

d. Not with grie

it onto the silver tray on the console table. It struck the metal with a har

k back to see

ing Darius inside the penth

ut. Only then did the rigid line of Isabel's shoulders ease. A long

sion wa

al work co

Darius stood motionle

, he picked

e wants more money, of course. A woman like that?" A faint s

s glass, watching the city l

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