The Betrayed Wife's Spectacular Cold Comeback

f the dining room. She turned down the long ha

a. W

anor was hobbling toward her

rdigan and pulled out two small, beautifully wr

leanor whispered, her eyes darting around to ma

She forced a polite smile.

ine being a nuisance much longer. I've arranged a meeting for her next week with the heir of the Ste

ady would burn this house to the ground

onderful," Kay

turned around, calling for

inued down the hallway. She tur

t from the shadows,

chest. Her eyes were dark and venomous, completely de

ssed, her voice trembling with rage.

rl standing in front of her like a

he tilted her head, her eyes lazy and

e a physical blow. Her fa

ht hand and swung it h

Jasmine's hand hit empty air, the momentum throwing her completely off balanc

, carrying a quiet authority she had never shown before.

her

r echoed down

toward them, his face dark with rag

und and deliberately wiped her fingertips on the side of

kward. She crashed onto the hardwood floor, clutchin

ailed. "She attack

ed Jasmine behind his back, shielding her with his bod

nd?" Grady snarled. "Y

ed for two years kneeling on the floor, defending th

to explain. She didn't ca

said, her voice eerily calm, "t

stung his pride. She wasn't fighting for hi

e from his pocket

the phone. "Bring the car

to the Tribeca penthouse tonight. Alone. You need to sit in t

shment. He thought isola

e care of Jasmine," Grad

t," Kay

back. She simply turned on her hee

ight. He expected her to beg to stay. Her imm

y oak front doors. The co

s already standing by the black M

The door closed with a solid thud, sh

e leaned her head back agains