You Can't Afford Your Genius Ex-Wife Now

Kailey Randall sat at the head of a table that could seat twenty, but this morning, it on

t. The las

gainst the marble floor with a sound that echoed through th

banister. Two years. Two years of walking up these steps, sleeping in a room that felt

, shoes that cost more than her childhood home, and bags she never cared to touc

rn jeans, a white t-shirt, and a gray cardigan. The fabric felt like home against her s

ave a single

butler, a man whose face seemed permanently carved from granite. He held a silv

y, stripped of any respect. He looked

eyes scanned the dense legal text, but she didn'

ink. It was sharp, hurried, and impatient. The tail of the 'z' slas

ke the money, Kailey. It's a fortune

money. She wanted some

the marble console table and signed her name. Kailey Randall. T

packed," she said, nodding toward t

he had arrived with two years ago. "Mr. Gibson is waiting outside," he said, his to

itcase. It was light. It held everything s

the scent of saltwater and manicured lawns. At the end of the gravel

ing between his fingers. When he saw her, his jaw tightened. He

suitcase from her hand. "That's it?" he asked, his voice low and roug

right here," Kailey sa

Jack? That piece of shit didn't even come down to say goo

stone walls, the towering windows, th

, genuine smile touched her lips. "This is

ack, a sign of heartbreak. He found none. He opened the tr

as cracked, and the cab smelled like motor oil and pi

o life. He pulled out of the circular drive

st Coast thinks you're a joke, Kai. They think you married him for the money. They

ested on her knee, tapping out a slow, steady rhythm. One, two, three. One,

her gaze fixed on the road ahead. "They're about to f

r, confused. "What a

and pulled out a folded do

eering with the other. His eyes widened as he read

ice cracked. "Kailey, are you crazy? That

ey said, her voice like steel. "I'm

of the road. He turned to her, his face a mask of disbelief. "Tak

her eyes, igniting a spark that had been dormant for two yea

me," s

" Harley asked,

e dropping to a whisper that carr

Sur

?" he repeated, his voice tight with confusion. "Kai, what the hell does that mean? Where have you been fo

ain everything, I promise. But right