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r, the ostentatious decorations that couldn't fee
al banquet is mandatory. Show my face to the shareholders, shake h
s for the last quarter." Elias, my p
stence alone stoked a fire in me I'd long stopped trying to hide.
othing more. Her dark hair fell loose around a frame too thin,
he
Regret flickered through me-that she could still affect me after all
I'd ever seen, always smiling at me with that inn
ize them, even after e
h thoughts that would only drag me deepe
ast her image to the Bratz b
." I turned to the
hey in
onight.
mmand
heart of the Thorne empire's headquarters. Guests packed ever
car, and silently cursed myself for
ve. No more reports." Th
smiles, rehearsed pleasantries, veiled attempts to lure me into d
nces with clipped responses that sent them slinking
I drifted toward the b
pped
oss the room-Wren, being ha
*
R
d. But until those divorce papers were signed and sealed, I was stil
ed into the venue,
eatrical disdain. I'd chosen a simple black gown-elegant, un
gail. It covers wh
ng it is to have the daughter-in-law of Davis Industries show up looking like she sho
ed sweetly. "We could call it 'Save the Da
temple. She hated w
ea how to conduct yourself with dignity. No wonder James-" S
at?" I pressed, tho
d tonight, which means I have to represent this family alone-" She gestured grandly at herself, as if her presence was a b
e because his feelings were hurt? Should we
a joke? Let me tell you something-without this family, you'd be nothing. Less than noth
to wound. But I'd heard this particular arrow before. I'd
a Davis. Still standing here while you comp
ivoting. The dress attack hadn't drawn blood. Neither
n't given my son a child. Do you know what people say about that? About you? They say maybe th
ok
ight hours discovering just how broken this marriage really was. Maybe bec
u considered that maybe the problem isn't
owed her discretion, but because
something to say about my son? Go ahead. I'd love to hear
The word nearl
en. "I'm not having this conversat
t when I say y
ep treating me like the help. Keep letting your son do whatever the hell he does while I'm suppose
he had noth
scanning the crowd for an escape route
when I
al. Burning into the bac
urn
ss moment, I thought
nized that silhouette anywhere. The broad shoulders. The way he held himself apart
around me-his name, his title,
heard wa
el T
who'd appeared in my life like a storm and vanished just as quickly,
ded before it ev
rough the glittering crowd of strangers, hi
us thing that it was-remembere
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