ficent ballroom. Emma stood next to Cross in a white designer gown that felt more l
k, Cross muttered, "You're Mrs. Cross now," between tight teeth. She was cons
ghtly as she said, "This smile
ed with hawk-like focus, her displeasure barely hidden below a façade of politeness. During the rehears
the sea of faces. The woman raised her champagne glass in a mock salute, her flawlessly manicur
kiss the bride," t
tainty? Regret? But then his mask slipped back into place as he leaned in. The kiss was brief, practiced, a performanc
first dance, accepting compliments from guests she'd never see again. All the while, her thoughts raced with questions about what Vanessa was intending.
m like static electricity. Emma kicked off her shoes as the elevator do
she shouted, turning to face him. The city lights twinkled through the
is composure never cracking. "Because control is bet
u tell yourself that to defend this absurdity?
elming as he took a step closer. "A method to save your father
h about why I do what I do. Something is being concealed by you. This goe
impse of a weakness in his flawless exterior. However, t
at has already gone viral on social media. "The truth behind Cross Industries
" Cross snarled as
on camera via what looked to be a restaurant window to open the video. She recogn
impossible," she s
realized it was the Cross Industries boardroom on the day they had made their
ould divulge much more: "The whole expose will be released tomorrow at noon. Th
phone clattered. She's playing
into his face. "What exactly did you say
on my computer screen that day. Documents that could destr
? What aren't y
lf: "Tick tock, lovebirds. What's the value of your silence? If you don't meet me at midnight, the world will
s face lose all
sisted. "If we're in this marriage togethe
him an unexpectedly vulnerable appearance. "If I tell you
inger. "The moment I said 'I do,' I bec
e he could finish. As both of their phones died at the same tim
levator ding thr
oor," instead. "No one should be abl
rs slid open wit
e no lon