Jilted Wife, Billionaire's Daughter Rises
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ing his pregnant mistress, Justine, at a conference for the company I
s hospital and cruelly told her everything-all the affairs, all
service with a brass band, showeri
l!" Dalton yelled, shielding her a
lazing. "Don't you dare touch
e, and I braced for the impact
blow nev
powerful voice cu
advise tha
llionaire father
pte
Gibs
liced through the air. It was the tenth time this year I' d been
h conference to hear. He draped an arm around Justine Farley, his VP of Marketing, wh
could feel every ey
nting with malicious satisfaction. She was holding a mock-up of the new produc
nerves. "She does work hard. But someone has to ke
he real architect of Elysian Dynamics. They also
didn't reach my eyes. "Indeed, Dalton. S
hat only Dalton seemed to catch. His smil
Get some rest. Justine and I can handle the rest of the presenta
than any insult. This was
I turned, my heels clicking loudly on the
oint. My mother' s medical bills had been
cross the screen. A single, encrypted mess
partment, Dalton was already there. He sat on the so
a forced cheerfulness in his
a necklace. A delicate silver chain
. It was the same necklace he' d given his lastflat. My other hand reached into my brief
ed. "Wha
e table. It landed with a
at the documents, then back at me, a flic
is voice was low, danger
ng, Dalton?" I asked, my
he necklace jump. "After everything? After
htly. "After I built your empire, sacrificed my career, my sanity, to keep
to me like that! You wouldn't be anything without me!
ip anymore, Dalton. She's recovering. Better than ever, in fa
pers, Dalton
k you can just walk away? You think
etting half. You'll be getting what I decide
ipulative bitch! You think I don't know what you're doing? Setting
eady, piercing his. "Let go of
ing to do? Tell your rich daddy? The one who aband
w exactly where to strike
And your mother? She'll be back in that hospital bed faster than you can
he heart pendant, then at him. He truly believed he had
r over me, Dalton?" I asked, a dangerous calm sett
single one, Blake.
ou clearly haven't been reading carefully enough, Dalt
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