"Why not?" she interrupted, her voice gaining strength. "Because it might damage your precious reputation? The same reputation you've been using to manipulate my career?" She turned to Jake, her eyes blazing with newfound determination. "Marcus wasn't just unfaithful, he was Father's hand-picked choice specifically because he had gambling debts Father could leverage."
Jake felt sick, and understanding washed over him. "Your father was using him to control you."
"A business arrangement," Richard said coldly, as if discussing a shipping contract. "One that would have benefited everyone involved."
"Everyone except me," Amity shot back. She looked at the tender boat, then at Jake, and made her decision. "I'm not getting on that boat."
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