His Deception, Her Destiny In London

ospice was complete. Kelsey was stabl

th Brett, a ghost in her own home. The space was f

ed that morning: "Conference in

le word: "Okay." It w

ompany' s HR department. There was no response.

nd a carry-on. Architectural drawings, a few cherished books, clothes. The

s assistant, a young woman named Chloe who had a

ne professional but cold. "Br

he half-packed suitcase on t

e was no point in resisting. She was pulled out of the

n the edge of Central Park. A private ele

windows revealed a breathtaking view of the city. This was

gner clothes and a makeup artist were waiting.

gant silk gown, her face a mask of makeup.

his face. He wrapped his arms around h

t, Lainey.

mind numb. She thought of Kelsey, lying in a ste

w murmur against her ear. He noticed its absenc

tonight. I' m giving Daniella her 'project launch' celebration. Right here

d then, when she' s at the peak of her glory, I' m going to fire

would have in this empty palace. He even mentioned Kel

. Kelsey, who couldn' t even open his ey

sick. He had sat on their small balcony, looking at the sliver of sky betwee

im a real view one d

ied the moment Brett chose h

started, the words c

nish, the elevator

e a thundercloud of fury. "So th

nt smile vanishing. He l

"You thought you could play

m her purse and hurled them at Brett. They

name badge from her own jacket and threw it directly at

od welled up and tri

ing at her. He wasn't

ere fixed

same heartbroken pity, the same pained

mother died. He had looked at her tha

other woman. The woman wh

Her anger dissolved into a theatrical display of hurt

amatically, clu

g her before she could fall. "Da

way weakly. "Do

Chloe had brought her here, that this w

yes flashing with a coldness she had neve

completely consumed by the

op of blood on her cheek, her he