After Divorce, I Return As CEO
at Ivory from the salon
id sunshine. The crimson dress hugged every curve-a far cry from the muted tones Gadreel had always pref
he didn't recognize herself-an
dden. All those years spent shrinking herself to fit Gadreel's co
peared behind her, eyebrows
ile breaking through. "I f
hampagne and bad decisions." She held up two tickets to Opal Heights, the most exc
of the divorce papers. But one glance at her purse-bulging with receip
hould
vangeline's designer tears. At least Ivory's
d, squaring her sh
got the perfect place. Killer cocktails, killer mu
ry's steps
en starved of attention for years. Tonight, we remedy that." He
mm
. "Trust me, by midnight, you'll be writing me t
tched her old life shrink in the rearview m
out, something fluttered in her c
g, terrifying po
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lasses, but Gadreel might as well have been sitting in a vacuum. His fingers tightened a
ne leaned forward, his designer shoe
e?" His incredulous laugh cut through the haze of ciga
les whitened ar
an's been obsessed with you since prep school. She'll come crawling back by d
oney heirs and venture capitalists. The sound
with a sneer. "Face it, Reel-your wife's
oug
el didn't raise his voice. He didn't need to. The dangerous glint
o defuse the tension, th
hone. 23:47. No calls. No te
at he hadn't meant one of two things: his usually
r Ivory's contact. Th
have dialed ha
ed to that robot
oc
ually blo
en. But the way his phone shattered against the onyx tabletop
at the tab
essed violence in his movements-the way his shoulders tensed
ee
y. His fingers drummed a lethal rhythm against his shattered pho
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the club's entrance like a teenager spotting his first cen
til a flash of crimson hair
o
h a clink that sounded susp
the club's neon l
Iv
ver bothered to notice. Not the way her laugh-when was the last time he'd heard her la
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opped like a
ped from his finge
that moment to vibrate
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blood dripped onto the table. He barely felt the cut
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ney. H
es. Ivory didn't notice his approach-too busy tilting h
sed around her wri
lips parted, golden eyes wide-shouldn't ha
it
raged him m