a Holm

back to the Avery estate one last time. My

2:00 PM. Edmund was supposed

irs safe and hurried down the sweeping stairc

o the massive marble ki

ng a bottle of water. He was wearing gray sweatpant

t. His eyes locked onto me, in

ack?" he snapped, ta

and tried to walk around the massive

hand shooting out to grip my upper arm. He shoved me backw

her?" He grabbed my chin, his fingers

" I said, keepin

ross my face. "You mean you played the victi

my stomach turn. "Is money the o

ck, but his grip didn't loosen

. I have a fl

his body was suffocating. "Running to LA? You

ir

kitchen doorway. Edmund instantly

ndation Gala, sir," the butler said

stepping away f

his face instantly shifting back to his pub

ntil the ink is dry on that paper, you are still my

tell him to go to h

reds of peop

I said

allroom of the Plaza Hotel. I wore a simple,

AGs-the wives and girlfriends of Edmund

of champagne. She intentionally bumped her shoulder hard

d a quiet corner near

staircase opened. The flashbulbs from t

e looked devastatin

wasn'

Beaumont. The actress was wearing a plunging red dres

d silent, then erupte

nning the crowd until they locked onto me. A sl

family's gala?" a woman

ther replied. "I actual

a phantom pain of a dying marriage. Then, it va

ing waiter. I took a sip, my eyes fixed on E

ok. Let the