ered one after the other, their faces pale and drawn from a sleepless night. Th

beaming as if nothing had happened. "Go

smug, knowing glances, their eyes darting betwe

he clinking of silverw

. "I have an announcement. To facilitate... a closer marital bond, I have instructed Ju

e's first pregnancy, five percent of my personal Class A voting shares in Ca

onto her plate. Isabelle's face twisted with undisguis

n't look at his grandfather. He looked directly at Chloe, his eyes filled with a

ed with venom. He let out a short, ugly

He turned his cold gaze back to Theodore. "I tol

lowly, deliberately, twisting the knife. "My penthouse doesn't welcome calculati

one-white. Last night's terror, the sliver of shared victimhood she thought they

man at the head of the table. Her voice, when she spoke, was flat and emotionless. "T

l has always been to see this prenuptial agr

erhaps-crossed Theodore's face.

in her long game. He pushed his chair back and stood, looming over the ta

ce like ice. "For the next ten mo

r a beat longer. "Y

ning room. Eleanor and Isabelle's poorly supp

napkin on the table, picked up her Birkin bag from the floor, and stood.

lt nothing. The last ember of warmth or hope she might have harbored for this fam

e her at the curb. The tinted window slid dow