The moment the words left my mouth, a tremendous crash erupted from the other end of the line, the sound of glass shattering, followed by Julian's unhinged roar. The party went dead silent.
From the ragged breathing on the other end, I gathered the reporter must have been nearby, or had Julian on speaker.
His sudden loss of control struck me as absurd.
Without a shred of hesitation, I hung up and blocked the number.
The crisp autumn breeze met me as I stepped outside.
I walked out of that corporate tower that had been my cage.
With the labels of Mrs. Ashford and co-founder stripped away, I didn't go back to that cold house. I went straight to the airport.
Over these three years, every so-called friend and relative had attached themselves to Julian and kept their distance from me.
T
