Amelia's POV
I stared at the photo on my phone until my eyes burned.
It was me. Clear as day. Leaving Adrian's office building three days ago.
Someone had been watching. Waiting. Following.
My hands wouldn't stop shaking.
I tried calling Alexander again. Straight to voicemail. He was still dealing with the security breach at Sterling Group.
I was alone.
My phone rang. Unknown number.
I almost didn't answer.
"Hello?"
"Did you get my gift?" Vanessa's voice was sickeningly sweet. "That's a lovely coat, by the way."
My stomach turned. "What do you want?"
"I want you to stop. Whatever you're planning with Adrian Blake and your precious husband, stop now."
"Or what?"
"Or I send this photo to every fashion magazine, every blog, every news outlet in the city. With a very interesting
