"Ma'am, please, let's talk about this..." Eleanor Sterling's face had gone pale, her voice thin with barely concealed desperation.
"There is nothing to discuss." The woman lifted her wrist and glanced at an expensive watch. "My time is valuable. You have three minutes to decide."
The tension in the Sterling Cosmetics showroom was suffocating. Staff members hovered near the back, whispering among themselves, while Eleanor's hands trembled at her sides. Olivia Sterling stood rigid behind the counter, her jaw tight, mind racing through options that all led to the same dead end.
Then Quinn Thorne's voice cut through the murmuring crowd like a blade.
"Olivia." He spoke her name with a steadiness that silenced the room. "Four years. We've been married four years, and you don't have even a sh
