ated. The second the door creaked, he stepped forward, shoulders squared, trying to bar her path with his fr
ght he could trap her before she escaped. "What happened with Cheyanne? It was just a stupid physi
hink-she reacted, slapping his hand away so hard the crack echoed through the empty hal
d, her voice low and lethal. "Don'
d his face red. He sneered, upper lip curling in disgust. "Frigid bitch. You drove me t
er thumb hovering over the screen like a executioner's blade. She opened her ema
ks. "Attached? The dashcam video of you and my sister, screwing in the back of your
His inheritance, his standing in the family-all gone in a single click. He stumbled back,
ine, holding the trust documents that could bring the Montgomerys to their knees. She desc
ned to lock her in forever. "Hand over the bag," Baker snapped, his voice booming in the emp
of every trust document are already on a secure offshore server," she announced, loud enough for anyone listening to hear. "Try to take t
uth, then closed it, jaw slack-he knew she wasn't bluffing. F
playing the victim like it was her job. "Allie, please-why are you doi
heyanne flinch. "Keep him," she said, a bitter laugh
ls. "Upgrading? Who in New York would touch a disgraced Montgomery
laughter die in her throat. "You have no idea who's in my cor
d her-a final, definitive goodbye. The crisp evening air hit her lungs, clearing the toxic stench of the estate
or-to-ceiling windows, staring down at the skyline. A hidden earpiece pressed to h
e estate, unharmed. E
l suite-complimentary, no mention of me. And Juan?" He paused, his voice hardening. "Ke
Adam turned away from
drenaline coursing through her veins. She approached the front desk, re
glitched-you've been upgraded to th
she took the keycard anyway, collapsing onto the plush carpet of the suite the seco
l from Preston Vance-Adam's lawyer. The NDA draft stared back at her, dense legal
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