The Betrayed VP's Spectacular Corporate Comeback

Queens felt like

d over the bridge. The sky was just beginning to turn a sickly shade of gra

up to a quiet r

teps to Clara's porch. She pressed the doorbell. Every second s

e in a flannel robe, bouncing her thr

t the sight of Arianna

t trembled. "Can I crash on your cou

into the warm hallway. "Oh my god, Ar

living room sofa. Watching Clara gently rock the b

heard on the terrace. Her voice was flat, devoid of em

sh, manipulative bastard," she his

ook at the two women, gently took the sleeping baby from Clara's a

walking through a high-end

along, letting the mindless hum of the mall wash ov

er feed was a new story from Cristy Kelly, the intern. It was a close-up video of her wrist, adorned with a sparkling, intricate diamond bracelet, capti

essly at the pe

igure inside the Cartier bouti

d turned

counter. He was supposed to be run

gainst his arm, was Cristy Kelly. The new twen

cklace up to her collarbone, lo

iece of hair behind Cristy's ear. The gesture was so natur

ed. An invisible hand squeezed he

e her. She followed A

ury. She dropped the onesie. "I'm going to kill him. I

ted toward

clamped down on Clara's wrist like a

d. Her voice was

s black Amex card to pay for the necklace. He wasn't just emotionally

pocket. She pulled out her p

as far as the

rced them still. She pressed the s

ty's waist. She captured the

ack into her pocket. She turned around

she said, her ton

y her lack of reaction. "Ari...

e touched the corner

In fact, I've never been mo

mall into the bright afternoon sun. Ari

to figure out how to extract her company shares and