My narcissistic mother shoved my pregnant wife in a courthouse and laughed—but she had no idea the ruthless attorney behind me was about to change everything.

to Pendelton’s composed, confident face. This was how they operated. This was how Eleanor had survived her entire life. She fractured things, fractured people, and then threw money at the damage until it disappeared.

She believed I was my father. She thought I would choose the path of least resistance to protect my family.

“Tell Eleanor something for continue reading …