The dinner was one Naomi could not skip, a quarterly gathering of Sterling Group's senior partners and their spouses, the kind of evening where absence would be noticed and commented on for months. Julian had asked her to come with a carefulness that told her he expected her to refuse, and for a moment she had considered it, but she decided instead that she would rather sit across a table from Ivy Calloway with her spine straight than let anyone assume she was hiding.She arrived on time, in a dark green dress that had nothing to do with impressing anyone, and she had barely crossed the threshold of the private dining room when Ivy's voice rang out across the space, bright and carrying."Oh, look who it is," Ivy said, rising slightly from her seat as though greeting royalty, one hand pressed to her chest in mock delight. "The legendary Mrs. Sterling has finally appeared."A ripple of laughter moved through the table, quiet and uncertain, the kind of laughter people offer when they are
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