LOGINBLAKE POVMy phone buzzed at midnight.She was still asleep..I watched her for a moment. Then I picked up my phone and slipped out and went to my home bar. I sat down and opened the report.Cayman Islands account. Shell company. Six years of monthly deposits coming in from a Sterling family discretionary fund.My father's fund.I scrolled down The same account had outgoing transfers. Eighteen months of payments going to a name I didn't recognize. The security chief had flagged it ,and it required further investigation.I picked up my phone and called him.He answered immediately."The outgoing transfers," I said quietly. "The name on the receiving end. How far back does the relationship go?""We're still tracing sir. What we have suggests the payments have been going on for a long time but we don't know the exact length yet. The amounts are irregular but the intervals suggest a pattern. Not random.""Meaning someone is being paid for what we don't know.""That's one reading, yes.""W
BLAKE POVHe told me to stop making a scene.I read that line again. I was on the balcony.The transcript was open In my tablet.A drink on the railing I hadn't have the appetite to touch since I poured it an hour ago.The city was doing what it always did, everybody busy with there lives.I kept reading.Our son had a hundred and four degree fever. I had spent six hours alone under hospital lights calling him repeatedly. He walked in with another woman and told me to stop making a scene.I put the tablet face down on the table.Picked up the drink and put it back down---The balcony door opened behind me.I didn't turn around.Aria's hand tapped my shoulder. She came and stood beside me and looked at the streets for a moment without saying anything."You've been out here for two hours.""I know.""Come inside Blake.""I'm fine.""You're not." She touched my arm. "Come inside. I'll make something for you"I kept Looking at the direction my eye was fixed."Olivia was good," I said."Sh
OLIVIA POVThey thought I was going to cry. I could see it in the way Blake's lawyer looked at me when I sat down. Her calm positioning. The soft opening question.The patient expression of a woman who had handled emotional witnesses before and knew exactly how to manage them.I let her think itMy lawyer leaned close to me"You ready?" she said quietly."Yes.""They might might ask about Luciano first. Just answer.Don't defend.""I know."She nodded and sat back."Ms. Bennett." Blake's lawyer opened her folder."Let's start with your current relationship with Luciano Sterling.""We're developing a relationship," I said. "It's new. It's built on mutual respect.""Define developing.""We have meals together. We talk. We're getting to know each other.""Has the relationship been physical?""No.""But you intend""I intend to get to know him." I held her gaze.She made a note. "And your marriage to Blake Sterling. Would you characterize it as?"Would you like me to tell you about my ma
OLIVIA POV“Billionaire's Ex-Wife Unfit Mother”That was the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes.Madam Chen was calling, My lawyer was calling. A number I didn't recognize was calling. I ignored all three and stared at the headline on my screen.Below it — a photograph. Me and Luciano leaving the restaurant. Long lens. Taken from across the street by someone paid to wait.I sat up slowly.So that was how he wanted to play it.Tears rolled down my cheeksI cleaned up,picked my phone and called my lawyer.She answered on the first ring."I've seen it," I said."Blake's team moved faster than we anticipated." Her voice was calm "The association with Luciano is their central argument. They're framing it as a romantic involvement that creates direct conflict with Nathaniel's welfare given Luciano's position relative to Sterling Global.""How bad is it?""It's manageable. But we need to move quickly." A pause. "I want to outline your options—""What's the most aggressive one?"Silence
CHAPTER 26 The PetitionBlake Pov Forty-three pages to destroy the mother of my child.She thinks she can mess with me.Blake set the petition papers down.Picked up his coffee. Drank it standing. Put the cup back on the desk and sat down and picked the petition up again like maybe the words had rearranged themselves while he wasn't looking.They hadn't.Primary residential parent. Material change in circumstances. Demonstrated instability. Conflict of interest arising from romantic involvement with Luciano."The abandonment framing is our strongest entry point." Marcus Hale slid his copy across the table with two fingers. Eleven years of litigation and the man still handled paper like it was evidence. "The documented absence during the Nathaniel incident — a judge sees that and the rest of the filing writes itself.""She wasn't absent."Marcus looked up."She was in the building," Blake said."She was on the forty-second floor running a client meeting while her four year old son we
OLIVIA POVLuciano called before I was fully awake.I answered anyway."You're up early," he said."Couldn't sleep past seven." I sat up against the headboard. "You?""Never sleep past six." A pause. "How are you feeling?""Different," I said. "Good different.""Good." The comfortable kind of quiet settled between us. " Have you decided on going to Connecticut ?"Not yet." I pulled my knees up. "Actually I'm going to Brooklyn today. Ivan's sister."Silence for a second."Brooklyn.""Just one day that has nothing to do with any of it." I looked at the morning light coming through the curtains. "I just want to be normal for a few hours."He was quiet for a moment.Then — "Olivia.""Yeah.""Go." The word came out warm. Genuine. "Eat something good. Walk somewhere. Just breathe for one day.""You sound relieved.""I am relieved." A pause. "You've been carrying everything for a long time. One day in Brooklyn won't fix that but—""But it's a start.""Yes." I could hear the smile in it. "Exa







