Ware
. My life, the one I had poured my blood, sweat, and tears into for five years, had been reveale
ance check and disappear? No. They had taken everything from me-my time, my mone
oorbell rang. An hour, Jordan had said. They were early. Of c
was sharp and polished, like a diamond. She wore a simple cream-colored dress that probably cost more than my monthly
nt of something sharp. "I' m Isabell. I' m so sorry you had to find
jeans and faded t-shirt. It wasn' t a look of sympathy. It was a
a faint, condescending smile playing on her lips. "Tru
e living room, her expensive perfume filling the small space
ed out, her voice changing
a smile I hadn' t seen directed at me all day. He scrambled to his f
ied. "Daddy said
level. She cupped his face in her perfectly manicured han
enthusia
rightly colored lollipop from her purse. "How would you like to go to Paris this
went wide.
s hair. It was a gesture of such pract
e that had been running parallel to mine, a life I never knew existed. I wasn't h
second-hand furniture. The sofa I' d found on the curb and reupholstered myself. The coffee table I'
it was j
k. It' s hard to believe the heir to the Fernandez empire lived like this." She turned to one of the la
My life' s
expensive-looking fountain pen. "Ms. Ware. If you would just sign the agreement. The fi
ed, the words tasting like ash in my
-Player in a project of this duration," the lawyer stated flatly, as i
d an industry for this. Fo
"It' s a generous offer. Don' t make this ugly. You' re a smart woman. You know you ca
Leo. "Darling, say
command. The sev
ture of curiosity and impatience. The warm, loving boy
e looked me up and down one last time, his nos
the diner," he
g that surprised them a
aug
und that clawed its way out of my shattered soul. It was t
sks of cool composure finally cracking. They l
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