There’s no way I can live like that. Married to a man I despise while he holds an active affair with my sister? What would that teach our children? Garnar may think they are too young to know, but clearly they aren’t, given the things they’ve said earlier.“I’m done with this conversation,” I say an
Ms. Wroth is very punctual, stepping into the office exactly on time for our meeting. Cynthia and I both stand to meet her.She’s short in stature, under 5’ tall, but she carries herself like a supermodel. Red pumps. A crisp, tailored suit with a pencil skirt. Feathered blonde hair done in a fashion
The moment Miles’s name falls out of Cynthia’s mouth, Odette’s eyes go wide. Her mouth drops open and she soundlessly mouths the name.I glare at Cynthia. “I don’t want to bring him into this…” Of course I have considered his help in the past. I’m even sure he’d give it. But it feels so… transaction
“I’m happy to come to the court and talk to the judge. You can tell Ms. Wroth to add me to her list. The minute she lets me know the time and date, I will add it to my schedule.”The relief that floods through me so strongly makes it difficult for me to breathe again.“Esther…”“I’m trying,” I say,
Miles hangs up the phone and glares at Amber. He hopes Esther didn’t hear Amber’s whimpering but with how close Amber is to him and how loud she was being, it seems unlikely that Esther couldn’t have heard.Miles was just thinking of leaving his office when Amber rushed toward him, crying her eyes o
As soon as I see Miles standing outside the restaurant we agreed to meet at, I feel so comfortable, the words just tumble out of my mouth. “Miles, would you go to my divorce hearing and speak on my behalf to the judge?”He seems puzzled for a moment, likely at the sudden topic out of nowhere. But he
The hearing devolves into something of a circus after that.Garnar tries to jump the table to get to Miles and has to be escorted out in handcuffs.“This behavior is not becoming of your client,” the judge tells Garnar’s attorney, once things have calmed down. “If he cannot behave himself in a room
Miles continues to be hesitant about my returning home, even after I assure him that Garnar’s outburst isn’t anything I haven’t already been used to hearing before.He insists on stepping out into the hallway first, checking both directions before then leading me outside. We walk together, close but
“We should watch the rest,” I tell him, though my voice is shaky. “No,” Miles says, more firmly. I breathe a sigh of relief. For my job, I know we have to hear it. But personally, I would like to go the rest of my life without even thinking about Edward Zimmer again. “The numbers are already u
Edward’s response comes in the form of a video message. Crystal set it up on the television on the wall, while Miles and I huddle closer to the screen. Miles holds tightly onto my hand. “Whatever happens. Whatever he says. We will stand against him and we will win,” he says. I believe him. Last
How could I say anything but yes? A thousand times over, yes, yes, yes. I’ve tried so hard since that first night, sleeping with Miles while thinking him a call boy, to not fall in love with him. Yet, as hard as I tried not to, my heart kept pulling me straight back to him. My love for Miles is so
We hold the press conference in front of the headquarters, setting up a podium outside the double doors. The news media organizations have been notified, so they send reporters and cameramen, who have set up around the podium. The release we sent out already told them that the conference would be
Later, I’m going to have to have a meeting and call in all the employees to discuss this. Their care is appreciated, but I need to be able to do my job. For now, though, it seems as if Crystal gets the hint. With a shallow nod, she continues her report. “Mr. Zimmer has been quiet since the inter
Garnar, knowing I was giving a difficult interview tonight, offered to watch the kids. Since they are at Garnar’s house, I expected the house to be empty when I finally returned. Instead, I see Miles’s car parked in my driveway and the additional security staked out around the premises. It’s a rel
Jean was warned about the story, but she still gasped. My eyes went a little wide. We came here to talk about this, but Daphne’s direct wording leaves me speechless. Daphne didn’t come here just to tell a story. She was ready to reveal her truth, once and for all. “Esther and I were victims,” Da
In the Harbinger HQ, in one of the studio sets arranged to look like a fancy living room, Daphne and I sit side by side on a white couch, facing an interviewer, a woman interviewer named Jean, who sits on an arm chair facing us. The setting is intimate, and Jean is a kind, middle-aged woman, who i
“Miles…” Emotion overflows within my heart. There are so many things I want to say, to express – my gratitude, my own affections, explanations about why this has been so difficult for me to accept – yet in the moment, everything gets tangled up in my throat. “Miles…” My tears fall from my chee