His Wedding Day, Her Perfect Vengeance
urn to the pentho
was on the cover of every mag
nt row at fashion week, vacationing on a yacht
York' s new
avior, the woman who had pulled him out of a dark and toxic spiral
er penthouse, a silent obser
placing a tablet with the latest headlines
said
lappable facade. She attended board meetings, closed b
re married. It was a secret
hedge fund on the verge of collapse after a d
ust as he had done in the
he had begged. "
d created, the man she loved, and saw
me,"
he would bail him out, make him more powerful than
tated for o
ven in his desperation. "We keep it a secret. My caree
but not her name. He wanted the benefits of her emp
was a small price t
ership that dominated the financial world. He was
partnershi
d at the Met, a glittering
bored by the parade of ov
item was broug
e, vintage Cartier piece wit
family' s legacy, lost after her father' s business went b
her paddle wit
llars," the auct
voice called out fr
ide Isiah, waving her pad
small, condescending smile. He whispered s
Marcus. He raised
mill
Kiley shot ba
crowd watched in stunned silence as t
Marcus bid, on Glo
stoo
is voice booming through the silen
nt throug
t have that kind of liquid capital," he
smiled
"It' s from the Villalobos cartel. He' s been launde
cilitated the initial connection, a hidden time bo
movements gracef
d walked out of the auction h
d her out to t
anco?" he asked as he
he plush leather seat. "They can be bought, sold, or lost. The
ndow as the car pulle
le touching her lips, "Isiah just pai