Everyone Asked What I Did to Bring Down My Husband’s Empire the Morning of His Wedding Rehearsal — It Was the Wrong Question; the Right One Was Ask What I Kept
The clinic director lost his license.
Larissa took a plea and testified against Roman and then went to prison anyway for perjury and conspiracy, and Roman got nine years.
Ashby Medical Logistics came back to me through civil judgment and restored ownership records, and I rebuilt it clean and unhurried, with auditors who feared me and employees who trusted me and a set of books you could hold up to any light.
On the first anniversary of my release, I stood on the balcony of Ashby Tower at sunrise, and the city burned gold beneath me, and Rosalind handed me a coffee and asked whether I felt free.
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