Rachel's POV
I stared at the velvet box on my desk, at the watch that confirmed everything I'd believed for two years.
Vincent was responsible, he had tried to kill me.
The initials might say C.A., but I knew the truth. This was Vincent's doing, it had to be.
And now that I had confirmation, I knew I couldn't hold back anymore.
I needed to strip Vincent of what he held dearest to him, other than Camilla.
His company.
I was going to ruin him. Completely and utterly destroy everything he'd built.
He'd tried to kill me, and now he was going to pay for it.
I pressed the intercom button on my desk. "Jennifer, can you come back in here, please?"
"Right away, Ms. Horton."
She appeared less than a minute later, tablet in hand, "I need that information on Vincent's company sooner rather
