his skull. The morning sun sliced through a gap in the

The shocked faces. The suffocating feeling of being publicly humiliated. He and his friend Caleb Sterling had

lly, opening his messages. He had a standard script for this. A mix of

is has gone on lon

it s

next to the message. Message Failed

possible. It had to be a network error. He switched to

livered, but not recei

dialed her number. It didn't even ring. A pre-recorded voice, st

ed. Completely an

he woman who owed him everything. The woman he had graciously

ut sober. He took in Johnathan's thunderous expressi

sked, heading to t

's lost her mind! Does she actually think this litt

o him. "You know, Johnny, you were a real bastard las

is a strategic move for my family. For her family. It benefits everyone. She's supposed

es. "You really thought she'd j

g perfectly obvious to him. "I love her. Marrying Daniell

ll, do you?" Caleb said,

ing games. Trying to get more leverage. But where is she going

to his face. "She'll come crawling back wi

s' estate," Caleb pointed ou

o cry on Quinn's shoulder. He needed to go th

his phone and

ement and concern. She immediately launched into a dramatic, embellis

saying she would offer us fifty million dollars to cut all t

It was the most pathetic, desperate thing he had ever hear

elle, his voice full of condescend

and tailored trousers. He felt the familiar rush of power, o