SHE SIGNED THE DIVORCE WITHOUT A WORD—THEN ARRIVED BY BILLIONAIRE JET AND DESTROYED THEIR EMPIRE

in silence.

At five in the morning, Vivian stopped pretending she might sleep. She showered in the marble bathroom, dressed in her own clothes, braided her hair simply, and looked in the mirror.

No makeup.

No jewelry.

No Hayes mask.

The woman staring back looked familiar.

Someone she had forgotten existed.

Not Preston’s wife.

Not a Hayes.

Just Vivian.

She picked continue reading …