es's expansive corner office at Mills Corporation with the confidence of a man who
on Graves's polished mahogany desk
into a thunderous mask. He saw the official court seal of the State of New York. He ripped the envelope open, his mov
ripped it in half. Then in half again. And again, until the legal document was nothing but a pi
the stunned server, his voice dang
xt to Cleone's number. "This is not over. You are my wife. Forever." A s
one was still using a cane, her movements slow and careful, but she was out of the p
their conversation. "Sloa
inst their table, a charming smirk on his face. He barely glanced at Cleone, his foc
disgust. "Get lost, Beaumont. I don't socializ
surprise in his blue eyes. "Aurelia
nancy to trap a man," Sloane retorted, her voice sharp enough t
of embarrassment and anger, straightened
Aurelia. She greeted him at the door, her face a mask of concern, and tried to wrap her
asked, her lower lip pushi
hem. He looked at her, his gray eyes unreada
quickly masked with a sympathetic frown. "Oh, darling. That's
le to play. I have mine." He tapped the crystal of his expensive watch. "Seven months. From the day you were discharged. That was the
oorway. She had expected him to be relieved, to celebrate with her. In
e. She let out a guttural scream of frustration, picked up a heavy crystal vase from a nearby table, and hurled
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