The Jilted Ex-Wife's Undercover Billionaire Assistant

wn Manhattan law firm groaned a

the proxy attorney for a husband she had never met, looked up from his paperwork.

the long mahogany table and pulled out a leather chair,

tack of divorce papers

ne dripping with condescension. "By signing this, you fo

on clauses. She flipped directly to the last p

against the document. "Do not let your emot

rt, cold laugh. She

her fingers. She paused for a single second, the tip of her pen hovering over the

the full name of the man the w

the nib to the paper and signed her own name in sh

arp clatter echoed in the room, finalizing t

w tight. "You will regret leaving th

moothed the front of h

and his hiding out," Carlee said, her

onference room, her stilettos clicking sharply

the sidewalk. The crisp autumn wind whipped her long hair across her face.

curb, raising her han

e right in front of her. A wave of dirty street water

ing the expensive fabric. Heat rushed to her face

a ride-share app, her thumbs hitti

The driver had canceled

ste copper. She stared at the canceled screen, her

la to attend tonight.

purse and started walking. The Four

entrance of the Four Seasons. The brilliant ligh

esperate to find a bellhop who could

tall figure standing

slightly, pulling a set of keys from the ignition of a silver As

him. She reached out and

expecting him to turn a

an tu

in her throat. Her lungs

er. His jawline was sharp enough to cut glass, and his eyes were a de

tel incognito, raised a single, dark eyebrow. H

m, his posture relaxed yet commanding, with a set of luxury car keys dangling effortlessly from his long, powerful fingers. Clipped to his belt loop was a generic VIP guest pass that, in the dim, chaotic lighting of the driveway, closel

d out a crisp hundred-dollar bill

get this mud off my coat,"

om his chest. A flash of pure shock crossed his fe

manager took a panicked step forw

-Braden's executive assistant-stepped forward with silent precision and flashed a discreet, high-level security badge. The manager's eyes widened in sudden realization that

As he pulled it from her grip, the rough pads of his

er shot up

fraction. He extended his a

oice was a low, gravelly rumble

th of his shoulders and the long, powerful stride of his le

The dim wall sconces cast long, intimate shadows across the car

alking. He turne

o hers. The sheer force of his masculine presenc

dropping an octave. "What other