Her Empire, His Terms.
"No. No, wait. This doesn't make sense... everyone knows you're already married. You married Claire Sterling six months ago. The billionaire heiress to Sterling Shipping. Why the hell would you need me?"
Jared casually stepped back, reaching into his inner jacket pocket to pull out a sleek, silver cigarette case tapping it against his palm, his demeanor utterly unfazed.
"Claire was an arrangement that has outlived its corporate utility," Jared said evenly, his tone chillingly detached. "We are already quietly finalizing our divorce. Don't worry about Claire. She’s being taken care of. You should worry about yourself."
"You're talking about a marriage contract like it's a software update," I