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Chapter 6 6

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ll circles, restoring

urrection. The Renaissance Madonna before her had survived four centuries, two wa

table by the door, a plain envelope, international courier, no return a

et, ungoogleable, accessible only to those who alr

ks gestation. Estimated c

d her lips. A fraud. So clumsy, yet so potentially lethal. They thought this was their checkmate, but they didn't realize they were playing on the wrong boar

Unknown number.

tivated recordin

tion of the scholarship recipient replaced by something harder, more ur

her voice flat. "How d

rp. "He gives me everything now. Did you get my l

the lie that would destroy everything, or n

got

s. "When he saw the ultrasound. He said finally. Finally, an hei

e didn't change. She might have been discuss

d expected tears. Screaming. Somet

rill, less controlled. "File for divorce. Quietly

if I

n power to destroy a pregnant woman's livelihood." Penelope's breath came faster. "I'll

stles. "Be specific, Penelope. If you're going to des

gerous: "He doesn't love you. He never did

ut through the tirade like a blade through silk. "I

it. Then she picked up the medical report, walked

er disappeared into strips,

idn't need to. The scent reached her first-ced

r eyes on the shredde

footsteps crossed the room, stopped behind h

close enough to see the lines around his eyes, the gray at his temples tha

repeated it on the terrace, tasting it, findi

aid no

re about his women, his lies, his pathetic attempts at secrecy." He turned. The light caught his eyes, turned them to steel. "I care about the merger. The Asian markets.

k I'm the

of his skin, the small scar above his eyebrow. "I think you've been playing a long game, Evia

ich

I haven't forgotten. But if you think that tape, those recordings, whatever you've compiled-if you think that gives you power over this family, you're wr

ng except, apparently, his own nephew's zipper. She felt h

he sm

g his hold. "As for my position-" She walked to her desk, picked up her phone, held it up. "I have seventeen recordings. Three video files. Fin

inishing its cycle. Outside, a gardener started a

. Something more complicated. "Int

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