s. Pictures of her arranging flowers on the mantelpiece where my family photos used to be. Pictures of Chloe' s bright pi
doting mother. The narrative she spun was one of a woman who had stood by a man as he made a difficult but honorable choice. Some people bou
ject. My family' s company was the lead investor, and I was the lead architect. Liam' s star
e adversaries now, not just in life, but
sciously touched it, trying to pull his collar higher. It was a crude, possessive mark. A signal from Sarah. It was so transparent, so v
stick. The door swung open and Sarah walked in. She
nally. "He' s with me now. He never really loved you.
you?" I asked, meetin
said, her smile widening.
mense, but I held it back.
et, almost gentle. "Something about your last job, before you came to work for Lia
er face. Her smugness va
lie," she
e. The HR complaints. The settlement. The non-disclosure agreement. An NDA you are currently violating by b
am walked in. He had obviously se
manded, looking from Sarah'
shing to his side and grabbing his arm. "
ned. He looked at
. Get out of h
ly,"
turned back to look at him, holding Sarah,
oke with my father. The board had an emergency meeting this afternoon. The Sterling Co
ure terror, dawn on his face. This wasn
dded with a thin s