His Lethal Wife: The Heiress's Vicious Comeback

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life. Red laser grids mapped out across her vision.

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ut the encrypted keycard. From her own pocket,

wiped the card and held the bypass device over the biometric scanner. The o

een. The doors slid

ly light came from the neon glow of the Manhattan sk

ed the city lights. He held a crystal glass of Macallan ove

aid. His voice was a low, freezing rumble that vibrated

pulled the tactical mask off her face.

pers directly in his line of sight, the sharp sound of the docu

tary seal of the Hudson Yards Tr

The ice clinked against the glass.

ance, the pathetic, socially crippled heiress from the backgro

ngers brushed the underside of his desk drawer. His musc

"That's the private channel your silent alarm uses to contac

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business," E

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forced glass of the wi

humb pressed directly

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id from her sleeve into her palm. She drove the hilt of the

gainst hers. His breath fanned across her face. Th

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xin," Vivian whispered. "I know

odds. He looked at the steady, unflinching g

k a half-step back. He reached up and

ks blooming on her neck. She nudged the Hudson Yar

y," Vivi

d pressed the interco

Ethan ordered. "Bring t

d wire-rimmed glasses walked in. He stopped dead when he saw the paper

lasses up his n

deed," Eth

als and the signatures. He looked up and gave Ethan a sharp nod.

d to the last page of the contract. He sig

binder acr

nor Vance'. She pressed so hard the n

ass of whiskey. He rai

my lovely fiancée,

rew her head back and swallowed the burning liq

sk. She turned and walked out the doo

d at the empty glass. The faint smudge of