Too Late For Regret: The Ruthless Wife

rketing department. Her expensive heels st

ocked her path. The overpowering stench of lilies and i

face was stretched into a tight, desperate smile. S

on, Ms. Sawyer!" Ms. Perkins chir

t. Her fingers twitched at her sides. She s

her. Their eyes were wide, filled with a sickening mixture of awe

Cora's stomach. Her pulse acceler

t down the hallway toward the CEO's office. Her

nd shoved the double doors open. T

ddle of a video conference. When the doors crashed open, his entire

colored folder sitting right in front of him. The bold le

down onto the desk. The so

Her voice was low, but it cut

rom his forehead with a shaking

he swallowed. "The company... we were acquired late last

The name hit her like a physical blo

ix Ca

au

y car off Sterling's desk. She turne

ansition meetings-" Sterling

shoulder. Her eyes were dead, completely devoid o

e building and hit t

oured down. Cora ripped the collar of her trenc

the flooded street and threw her hand up. A yellow taxi swerved

The freezing rain soaked through her clothes, chillin

l Headquarters,

mirror. He scowled at the puddle forming on

ging into a hidden compartment. She pulled out a crumpled hundred-dollar bill-her only

, threw the car into driv

fic. The neon signs blurred through the rain-streaked

Every school, every degree, every martial arts instructor. Cl

door open. She took the marble steps of t

ors. A massive security guard stepp

need an appo

awyer," Cora said.

He immediately stepped b

ed straight to the private executive elev

t, carpeted hallway. The executive assistant st

yer, she

e way. She grabbed the handles of t

Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooke

ss in her right hand. She turned around slowly. A

hands balled into fists at her side

She looked at Cora like she was a stra

oice was smooth, completely unaffected by Cora's rag

ssive desk. Her heels clicked rhyth

t in a middle-management cubicle," Claudia

ed. Her chest burned with anger. "I d

k legal document from her desk and tossed it across the

" Claudia

he top made her stomach drop. Asset F

she had built. Every trust sh

rabbed the thick stack of papers. She ripped them in half, then in quarters. She

link. She watche

said softly. "You have no money. You hav

to flip the heavy desk over. She wanted to

eams," Cora

alked out, slamming the

artment. She was exhausted. Her muscles ached. She dropped her

. Her chest felt incredib

able. A sleek, black package sat in t

ech VR headset. It looked like a sleek, black

e escape fr

fingerprints all over it. It was pro

unts were empty. The walls of her apartme

t care what it was. She just needed

her eyes and pressed the

her temples. Then, her vi