Vivienne's POV
I told her in the morning.
Not because I had planned to tell her that day. Because I called her at eight to hear her voice and she heard something in mine within the first thirty seconds and said what happened and I told her.
All of it.
The complete confession. The professional surveillance. The reports his team had assembled on me and my company before he had ever walked through The Harlow's door. The decision to send Richard ahead to assess the environment. The decision to come himself. The apron. The months of it. The plan that had been in place before the first conversation and the ninety seconds it had taken for the plan to become irrelevant.
I told her about the full scale of the wealth.
The real number. Not the softened version or the managed version but the act
