Part I
Manhattan’s skyline shimmered beneath a cold, deceptive sun…brilliant, untouchable, as if the city itself denied every rumour whispered through its towers. The morning papers had her face on them again. HARTMAN HEIRESS LINKED TO BANK FRAUD INVESTIGATION.
Evelyn folded the newspaper on the marble countertop of her penthouse kitchen and exhaled through her nose. Another knife disguised as a headline. Another move from Victor Crane.
She refused to flinch this time.
It had taken thirteen months to rebuild herself from the ashes of her marriage, yet the world loved nothing more than a scandal in heels. The scar at her wrist caught the light as she reached for her phone, a smooth reminder that pain sharpened more than it paralysed.
Elias: We’re handling the financiers. Don’t make an
