The Betrayed Wife's Ruthless Comeback

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ella and held it over Elena's head. S

ed, her voice cracking. "An a

chilling calm. She raised a freezing ha

er head to l

spy but entirely steady. "I need t

fierce, predatory gleam lit up her tear-filled eyes. She sho

siness card with gold foil lettering.

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until the sharp, heavy cardstock dug into her skin, wel

ed up to the curb. The driver stepped ou

in, but Elena gent

I need to do this alone ri

, instantly cutting off the roar of the storm and the cha

against the cold leather

er eyelids. The tubes down his throat. The agonizin

broad back, carrying Celeste out of the

sparking a fire in her gut that burne

vulnerability was gone. Only

and dialed the private

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no-nonsense fema

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kle echoed thro

our hands on to my office tomorrow at 9 AM, M

the massive, wrought-iron g

million-dollar mansion. It had been her gilded cage

eels clicking against the wet pavement as

r, rushed into the foyer. Her eye

. Mitchell?" Martha asked,

else," Elena said flatly. "Bring a

p the sweeping grand staircase and pushed open

asculine scent of Tom Ford cologne clun

d the designer dresses and pulled down an old, battered suitcase

d to the hidden wall safe behind t

teel door c

t the thick stacks of folders. S

nds st

Tribeca penthouse were gone. The document

moved them. Cooper had been preparing fo

out her phone and took high-resolution photos of

ack exactly as she foun

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s stupid. He thou

ng to take