bluffing
e a trapped bird. Sarah. My assistant. The woman I had trusted with my schedule, my fli
y face and his smile wid
ument. "Doctor's letterhead. Your name. Your due date. Sarah sent
tear it into pieces. But what was the point? He
said. "You knew I
of Vancourt to walk out of that elevator. That part surprised me. But I'm not an idiot, Elena. T
still holding his arms. H
m go,"
s hesitat
him
htened his suit and brushed off his sleeves like
stening to me. That's how this wor
tor's records. He had Sarah. He could file for custody, drag my name through every court in the city, put my face on every gossip blog and
ight. He
y if I
's talk. Not here. M
h surprise. He hadn't expec
e way,"
her, and the space between us felt like it was full of broken glass. I didn
neat. Her chair was pushed in. The little succulent pl
She was smart eno
t at the city. "Nice view. You always did
at do you want, Julian? S
bought, you restore my investors, and you make a public statement that Sterlin
the b
t a child complicating my life. I'll si
child, our actual human child, was just a bargain
isgusting
on purpose to trap me," he said
trapped you! I found out after the divorce! I didn't tell you because
. Just a little
it?" he asked
stepmother to my child. Because I would rather raise this baby alone in a o
hit the side of his face. For a second, he looked tired. O
speech. It doesn't change an
ul
or and stopped with his hand on the handle. "And Elena? Fire Sarah. She's b
l
I picked up my phone and called a nu
ang
p voice said. "It's been three days.
I said. "And thi
who solved problems with briefcases and silence. He didn't a
n," h
s. I need proof that the letter Julian Sterling h
"That's not a fa
kno
the t
x-hus
"I always liked you, kid. Your fathe
d at the door Julia
t he had no idea what
zed. A text from
husband isn't the only one who kno
ra
round the phone. Th
just be
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