t life. The sleek, modern lobby, the quiet hum of productivity-I had helped design thi
utive Vice President, framing it as a wonderful development. The fawni
or, Lisa, the senior administrative assistant, rushed over. H
you back!" she exclaimed, gi
e back, Lisa,"
She was loyal and competent, but I knew sh
a dress that was a little too tight, a little too short for the office, and her blonde hair was perfectly styled. She stopped
ce sugary sweet. "We weren't exp
licking down to the coffee tray and then to
quickly. She took a step to block the path to his offic
alked out. It was a man from a high-end jewelry store downtown, the kind
y. The second coffee was for
onal matter. Ben is free now." She placed the coffee tray on Lisa's desk, her
so strange for you, coming back after all this time. The
telling me I was from the p
e, Ashley. Others, like ownership and authority, remain very muc
ively on the polished floor. I heard Lisa stifle a small laugh behind
fice. He was standing by the windo
ught you were
was my old office, but he had changed it. My comfortable armchair wa
reating a barrier between us. He looked nervous, cornered. My
e it changed back tomorrow. I
. Ashley is still using it as a temporar
er clear it out immedia
is mistress, I had reasserted my power, and he was too reliant on m
for the keys to his sedan, claiming my own car was low on gas. He hesitated for a fraction of a secon
a few blocks away. The private investigator I' d hired was w
g?" I asked, getting
ey've been on three trips together in the last six months, all billed to a corporate credit card under 'cl
remained a mask of stone.
nsurance purposes. But he also had a secondary, internal camera installed a few months ago. It records aud
rive. "It's all on there
ouldn't bear to be in the home I shared with Ben.
brow furrowed with concern. "Ch
o his computer, plugged in the USB drive,
he day before. Our anniversary. Ben was in the driver's seat, a
for your anniversary?" Ashley's voic
m him in years. "A stupidly expensive bracelet. It' s what she expect
on Ashley's pregnant belly. "Ho
to kiss him. The kiss was long and passionat
fter the divorce. They mocked me, my "sad little life," my inability to "get over" the miscar
The silence in the
as a mask of cold fury. He had always been protective of me, hi
hispered, his voice shaking with rag
n voice eerfedr-off
e'll ruin him. We'll take back the company, we'll expose him for the fra
time in two years, I didn't feel alone. The pain was still there, a h
. I want to dismantle his entire world, piece by piece. I want him to watch as every
the new hardness in my eyes, the steel in my spine
ht, Chloe. Whatever you
I finally had my first
-