My husband humiliated me for his mistress at a corporate celebration—ten minutes later, I stepped onto the stage as the company’s new majority owner

leaving the stage bathed in blue light. Malcolm stepped up to the microphone and thanked the employees who had kept Aurelia afloat through eighteen months of debt, canceled orders, and a failed expansion. Julian let go of me and straightened his jacket, already arranging his victorious expression.

“Tonight,” Malcolm said, “we welcome the investor whose continue reading …