My ex-husband laughed at me at the entrance to his party and announced, “Come see what’s left of her.” I simply stepped out of the limousine beside the billionaire he feared most, saved the 8:17 p.m. voice message, and let all 60 guests discover the clause that could destroy him.

Serena looked out the floor-to-ceiling windows at the skyline.

“Last night they wanted to view me as a pathetic kept woman, and today they want to turn me into the ultimate avenger. People change their superficial narratives very quickly in this town.”

“How do you actually want people to see you?” Brooke asked curiously.

“Simply as a person who worked continue reading …