e. Reporters swarmed like vultures, their cameras flashing, microphones shoved into anyone's face for a soundbite. D

lowed Quinc

hia dabbed at her tears like a soap opera actress, speaking softly about how they "did the right thing for justice." and how "they never thought she c

other perfectly. Her mascara drooling in black ink on her face

e me s

gust

my breath, straig

in boardrooms, but these people? They were on another level. Sel

yone else's pity or admiration. I'd climbed the ranks with my own set of ruthless moves. Their effort to drag all this crap into the publi

e mud, pretending to be so morally high and mighty, when all they were

ir

t through

suit as impeccable as ever. His gaze followed mine, locki

on quite the show

heti

d, my to

tive, I mu

rked f

rrow, Quincy Tucker will officially

e all this for a wo

my voi

e his emotions on his sleeve, or even showed much of anything at all. I kept things cold and my methods calculated, always thinking three steps ahead

iscreetly in a private lot. Austin followed, and we slid into the backseat. The driver didn't

, August leaned back, his sharp eyes flicking between m

at's th

ing edge that told me he was already thinking a

letting the blur of city lights

di

oice flat an

ig

ted, raising

o face him, my exp

ll Emily Wilson. Someone else

pa

their lives. Every bank statement, email, phone call.

into that familiar,

er it d

, letting my w

well. See who's behind him and what they offered a sca

ed s

s, the soft thrum of the engine filling the space between us. I let my mind

ssing his arms. I could feel his eyes studying m

going all in

ff of my tailored sleeve to maintaining its neatness.

e 'feelings' or resp

d fla

talent that would make anyone want

if you want to keep up. I wanted nothing more than to take him down with my own power, to prove I was better without leaving any room for doubt. It was a

the industry. He earned that. And now, his daughter carried that same spark

ickered with qui

er's lega

odd

and holding onto it. Whether she knows it or not. She's smart, well Informed, and she'

tful, then gave a sm

make sure she kn

I need her on my side,

dings flashing by, my mind ful

. And they choose to leave her in the prison to rot.

there wasn't any point in trying to sway me. He nodded,

she hates your

playing on his lips, li

rtuna

t. The woman couldn't stand me, and I had no idea why. Probab

aised an

an? Just wait for

r in prison, I don't hav

already moving in a hundr

ishes to or not, it's not going to stop me. She's got potentia

, clearly int

doesn't strike me as the typ

t, my finger tapping on it idly. S

ng she can't refuse. The only thing I'm s

t smi

y think sh

ll," I said, m

e value of aligning with me once I

st amused laugh, the sound

orce not to be reckoned with when it

iment never

my lip twitchi

ing to calm himself do

u get everyth

my ton

e approach her. We're not offering her anything until we'

ulling out his phone to

e it to my advantage. I don't just want he

his phone, a glint of

o do it. She won'

he end, she'll know exactly who can get

ity pass by as the car s

her down the

to myself t

ow, whether she