No More Miss Nice Wife
the next private
ved, it was with his top legal team and a fir
. He held me, for the first time in yea
," Dad said, his voice a l
as terrifying, but for
d in the city. Doctors were called. I was exhausted, physically and emotionally drained. I slept fo
ered, his tea
Dad had to attend to business, bringing me foo
id, fiercely loyal. "A weak, ar
ad sat down with me
" he said. "Chloe Washington isn't
ments. Bank stat
able foundation Innovatech set up. The one yo
ogram that brought Chloe into o
llars," Dad continued. "Siph
my phone
He nodded. "Put
ice was strained, almost pleading.
d. The
" I asked, my voice cold,
hing with Chloe... it's gotten out of hand. Ma
e thought he could
Ethan," I said. "Except perhap
on the o
are you ta
Ethan. They found Chloe's little side hustle
"That's... tha
r did you just not c
his mind racing, t
ickly. "I'll handle Chloe. Just...
or that, Ethan," I
ouched my father's li
ne. This new one was
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