"I'll give you another million dollars," Cynthia said coldly, clenching her teeth. "Use it to clear the way for me. Remember, I'm grounded. You're only here tonight to take over the company for me and talk me into taking care of the babies. Whether it comes out or not, I can't be implicated. If anything happens to me, my three babies will be killed and Gibson Group will go bankrupt, understand?"
"Yes." Louis kissed the transfer on his phone and left with a big smile on his face.
The apartment was quiet again.
Cynthia poured herself a glass of wine and crossed the mess to the French window. Looking out the window at the lights, she somehow remembered the night she and Nicholas first spoke.
Twenty days had passed since Nicholas gave her the money to shut her up after they slept by accide
