Olivia sat at the large glass table in her penthouse, the city skyline stretching out before her. The lights of the bustling streets below shimmered like stars in the night sky, but her gaze was distant, unfocused. She was no longer the woman who had walked down the aisle three years ago, full of hope and trust in the man she had loved. That woman, the one who had believed in the promise of forever, was gone. In her place stood someone stronger, more aware of the world and her place in it.
Her wealth, now fully under her control, had given her the power she had once felt helpless to wield. The press had been eager to paint her as the wronged heiress, the victim of a cruel betrayal, and some had expected her to use her fortune to exact revenge on Ethan. But that was never her goal. Olivia
