HE GAVE HIS MISTRESS MY PADDLE. HE FORGOT THE AUCTION HOUSE BELONGED TO ME

” he said. “You received the invitation?”

“I need you to come.”

I almost smiled.

“Why?”

“Appearances.”

At least he was honest about one thing.

“There have been rumors about us,” he continued. “You’ve missed several company events. People notice.”

“Do they?”

“I built this company on confidence, Vivian. Investors need stability.”

I looked at the man who had forged continue reading …