Olivia's POV:
Gary tracked me down almost immediately.
There were very few people in his world who could stand against him, and even fewer who could hide from him for long.
He flew straight to the coastal city where I was staying. It turned out he had claimed it was just a routine business inspection.
The moment he arrived at the hotel's private beach, he saw me.
I was sitting in front of an easel, painting the ocean. And beside me stood Charlotte.
She's my friend who had always despised him from the start, and she did not agree when I married Gary.
The same Charlotte who had once compared him to a walking corporate disaster.
Yet now, she stood patiently at my side, mixing paints for me.
The look in her eyes was gentle, attentive, and protective.
A softness Gary had never given
