The Penniless Ex-Wife Is A Hidden Boss

he morning. Casey sat cross-legged on the lumpy fabric sofa. She had her laptop balanced o

creen lit up the dark room. A custom ringtone started playing. It was t

led together. Genevieve hated her and

e phone and swiped

?" Cas

ud and sharp that Casey had to pull the phone away from her ear. "Wher

pletely level. "I am not

cracking with panic. "He had a massive heart attack. H

dricks was Bartholomew's grandfather. He was the only person in that

rmly. She hung up the phone befo

Bartholomew's number and dialed it. The phone rang once a

ned her contacts and found Cash Bass

Cash answered. His voice was thic

is the middle of the

her, the absolute foundation of the Hendricks family. If you do not give me that address, and Bartholomew misses his grandfather's final moments because you wanted to play the loyal secretary, he will

harp breath. The corporate loyalty completely

id quickly. He rattled off

Bartholomew had used his private trust fund t

of the chair. She shoved her arms into the sleev

bedroom, rubbing her e

quickly as she shoved her feet

Paige offered, rea

tay out of this mess

rs. She pushed the front door open and stepped out into the free

t took her ten minutes to find an Uber willing to cross the bridge

edan. "Upper East Side. Drive as fast a

e. It was still blocked. A bitter, acidic taste rose in the back of her throat. She was racing across the city t

t of the Upper East Side. The driver stopped in

ed out onto the sidewalk. The cold w

arked directly in front of the iron gates. The licen

g with warm yellow light. Through the sheer curtain

chest felt tight, but she forced herself to take a deep breath o

ment. She marched up the marble steps of the townhouse, lifte