days

freezing cold water aga

a hellish fever dream, surviving only on ibu

he water. She wiped the steam from the mirror. The woman loo

e grabbed the white silk loungewear she used t

sharply tailored, jet-black designer suit. She put it on.

floor-to-ceiling windows. She looked down at th

her MacBook. She typed in a complex passw

and message involving Eli Wolfe. She c

't dare take them with her into the impending warzone. Instead, she fed them one by one into the heavy-duty cross-cut shredder beneath the desk, having already uploaded the

te elevat

ored suit. His face was hard. His chief a

sive suits carrying briefcases. The

d by the elevator, b

expected to see Aubree crying on t

wore a black suit. Her spine was perfectly s

g itch in his chest. He had n

tilted her chin up and gestu

down and crossed his legs, tr

f pity. He pushed a thick stack of do

al divorce settlement. Because you signed the confession,

lawyer. She didn't ev

ching for a crack in her mas

er off. "Give me th

t a harsh, mocking laugh. "The

at. "Fifty million doll

ge to a billionaire, it

s that you vacate this penthouse toda

ogant smirk. She looked at Leland and