Never Forgive: His Betrayal, Her Justice

that made Chloe's stomach clench. She pushed herself out of bed, her body achin

the top of the grand st

fa as if she owned it, sipping a mimosa. Cornell w

gically-enhanced lips. "That red Ferrari is just... tai

esture was so casual, so intimate, it was like a punch to Chloe's gut. "Whatev

r hand dismissively. "His face was so pathetic. Can't we just send him

ng about her father. A man who had built his life on integrity an

the stairs. A malicious grin spread across he

e-it all exploded in a single, silent scream. She flew down the

e girl on the sofa, her ha

l yelled, jumpi

apping around her waist, pinning her arms to h

struggling against him. "She's a

sofa, her eyes wide with mock fear. "Cor

e ambulance! You were laughing!

, Cornell!

said, his voice tight with annoya

hy?" Ken

t do

. "Fine. Sorry your d

oid of remorse, that Chloe stopped strugg

aid, as if that solved everythin

at between children, not a con

s eyes. He turned to Kenya. "Ken, if you give a real apology,

y sorry that my fun night out was so inconvenient for your fam

t turn to ice. Her father's life. Weighed aga

voice a soothing murmur in her e

m this?" She twisted in his grip to face him, her eyes blazing. "That thing," she spat, poi

his patience finally gone. "And don'

love for the rest of her life. "He was my father,

ng will bring him back. If you keep pushing this, you won't just be disrespecting me. You'll be disrespecting hi

bout public opinion. He was threatening to desecrate

. She looked into his eyes and saw that he meant it. He

ing. Her body wen

e word tasting like ash.

released her, patting her shoulder as if she were a disobedient dog

her. He had no idea he ha

stairs. She went into her bedroom and locked the door,

he went to her closet, to the secret panel behind the shoe racks t

the combination. The safe clicked open. Inside

neat, precise signature next to Cornell' s flamboyant scrawl.

ower needs checks and balances. This ensures you'

With a steady hand, she took a pen from her desk and signed her na

riage. According to this document, she was entitl

"I will make them pay, Dad," she whi

ond item. A slim burner phone. She powered it on. The sc

open

er, was a perfect, high-definition copy of the video she had taken on the night

was for little people. That money an

i

uld use her power to ensure that Kenya Cline, Cornell

see her reborn. And they would rue the d