Se connecterThree months later, I came across a blue diamond necklace at an auction. It was the exact one Seth had texted me about from the docks—the one he'd said he'd bought for me. It sat in the center of the display case, its cold brilliance almost blinding under the spotlights.I raised my bidding paddle. A young man beside me raised his as well. We went back and forth for seven or eight rounds before he finally smiled and lowered his paddle."I'll let the lady have it."I gave him a small nod and signaled to my assistant, Lisa Burton, to handle the paperwork.As the auction ended, the man approached me and handed me a business card."Daniel Lagerfeld. That necklace suits you."I glanced at the card. He was the second son of the Lagerfeld family, and from what I'd heard, he had a good reputation—discreet, well-mannered, and scandal-free."Thank you."I took the card but didn't linger. He didn't try to stop me. As I walked away, I heard him whisper, "You're much prettier than the
Seth didn't make it past the third day.Over those three days, Jerrell Group's stock plunged to its daily limit twice. Helen had sent him a voice message from the hospital, and someone forwarded it to me. Her voice was cold and ragged."Seth, if you transfer another dollar to me, I'll post that video of you squatting at the docks eating dry bread and tell everyone you're a fraud."Seth stopped sending her money.…On the third night, someone knocked on my apartment door.When I opened it, Seth was standing outside. His hair was a mess, his eyes swollen, and he held a small paper bag."Nat," he croaked, his voice raw as though he'd been screaming for days. "I was wrong. I'll walk away with nothing. I don't want a thing. Just ask Sarah to drop the lawsuit, and I'll stay away from you for the rest of my life."I leaned against the doorframe and looked him over. The man who had once charmed everyone at business dinners now stood hunched outside my door, looking completely broke
Around the conference table at Jerrell Group sat 12 shareholders. As soon as I opened the door, the room fell silent.Seth was sitting at the head of the table. Dark circles shadowed his eyes, and he hadn't shaved. He looked surprisingly similar to the exhausted man I'd seen at the docks, crouched over his dry bread.He instinctively stood when he saw me, but I ignored him. I walked over to an empty seat and nodded to Sarah. The LED screen in front of the room lit up. The first photo showed Seth shirtless, crouching at the docks, hauling a sack over his shoulder and eating dry bread. Across from him, Helen sat in an apron.The second showed him holding her hand beside her hospital bed, his expression gentle and full of affection.The third was a still from the hospital's blood-draw room. I was strapped into a chair with a needle in my arm, my face as pale as paper. Seth stood in the doorway looking completely at ease, as though he were waiting for a cup of coffee.Whispers
I didn't return to Seth's house.Sarah arranged for me to stay in an apartment downtown. It was quiet and clean, with fresh sheets on the bed.…Three days later, I received my first phone call."Ms. Hayes, the freeze on the shares is now in effect. Jerrell Group's corporate accounts have all been suspended, and the bank has also restricted Seth's personal cards."I hummed in acknowledgment, hung up, and went back to eating my cereal.That evening, Seth called me from someone else's phone. I answered, but didn't say a word."Natasha! What the hell do you want?" he roared. "The finance department called me today. We can't even make payroll! Do you really have to take things this far?"I stirred my cereal, keeping my voice calm."Mr. Jerrell, that's your company. If you can't make payroll, you should be talking to your finance department. Why are you calling me?""The freeze on my shares was your lawyer's doing!""I told Sarah to do it," I admitted without hesitation. "You t
Silence hung over the room for several seconds."Answer me!" Helen cried, her tears streaming down her face. "Who are you, really? Is she actually your wife? Was everything you told me at the docks a lie?""Helen, I never meant to lie to you," Seth finally said, his voice strained. "I was just worried you were only with me for my money.""For your money?" She let out a bitter laugh. "I skipped meals to buy you socks. I worried about you eating cold bread while you were out there working, only to watch you drive home in a luxury car to your wife. Seth, you made me feel like a complete fool!"She suddenly pulled out her IV and threw off the covers, trying to get out of bed. The moment her injured leg touched the floor, her face twisted in pain."Helen! Your leg hasn't healed yet!" Seth rushed over to steady her, but she shoved him away."Don't touch me! You make me sick! I'd rather die broke than let your dirty money pay for my medical bills."He let her hit him without resistin
Halfway through the second bag of blood, my vision suddenly went black.The nurse looked up at Seth. "Mr. Jerrell, she can't take it anymore. Her blood pressure is dropping fast."Seth stood by the door and glanced back at me. "How much is left?""With the first bag, we're already close to 700 milliliters."He hesitated for only a second."This could kill her," the nurse cried, her hands shaking."If something happens, I'll take responsibility," he snapped, his voice cold. "Helen is on the operating table waiting. If something happens to her because she doesn't have enough blood, who's going to take responsibility?"The nurse gritted her teeth and continued drawing blood.It felt as though my consciousness were being pulled out of me bit by bit, and my body grew lighter.All I could see was the dark red blood bag slowly filling.Right before I lost consciousness, I heard someone shout from the hallway, "The bag is full! Get it to the operating room!"Then I heard Seth's voic







