Nate
"NOT THE one with something to lose," I said and that made her pause. Not long, but enough.
Then she leaned back slightly in her chair, mirroring my posture.
"Are you sure about that?" she asked.
I held her gaze. "Pretty sure."
She nodded once. Then spoke, voice even. "If this is exposed, Marcus loses credibility," she said. "You lose more, Nate. Friendship. Reputation. Business connections," she paused, then added, "Investors don't like uncertainty."
That landed clean and f*****g calculated. This woman wasn't guessing—she was outlining consequences.
I exhaled slowly, dragging a hand along my jaw. "And you?"
Her lips curved faintly. "I lose a husband who's already cheating on me," she said. "That's not a loss."
I looked at her for a long second. Then let o
