attan penthouse, exhausted from hours of dealing

the warm glow of the foyer lamp. Instead, he

vast open living room with bright lig

d Asset Division Agreement lay exactly where she had placed it,

ssing his coat

h bluff. As if she has the

ange out of his clothes. The moment he

ped clean, devoid of her casual wear. On the nightstand, the silver picture fra

nked open every single drawer. Nothing remain

toothbrush, skincare products, and j

nched through his arrogance: Kimberley

from his pocket an

led is currently switche

ttress. Before he could call building security to pull th

Ivy League friend and elite corpo

the device and

the window was Kimberley, dressed in a daring, backless black evening gown, her hair falling softly over her

ouldered man in a tailored dark suit,

like your wife moved on before the ink was eve

ng red as a violent wave of jealousy tore through

the dresser and stormed t

hut, five-year-old Leo ran out from his

are you going?

face that carried Kimberley's exact eye shap

boy into his arms, and st

you how your mother behaves whe

tore through the streets of Midtown, running two yellow

toward the entrance, only to be stopped by

sir. The restaurant is

enturion Black Card from his wallet

tell the man who bought out this ro

ok at the card, remaining

e President, Mr. Daniels. Yo

le walnut doors swung open, and the head maître d

lmly. "Mr. Carlisle said that if Mr. Daniels is so d

o as he pushed his way inside. He was goi