Chapter 5 — Stop Competing, Start Calculating

Within two days, Spencer stopped hiding her at all.

First he brought Bianca to strategy meetings.

Then to business dinners.

Then to private parties full of people who knew perfectly well that I was still his lawful wife.

Overnight she went from the office assistant to the woman on his arm in every room in New York.

And the strange, galling part was that Spencer kept insisting, to anyone who asked, that he had no intention of divorcing me.

At a friend’s anniversary party, one of his oldest colleagues took him aside — I heard it later — and told him plainly that this had gone far enough, that you cannot walk a mistress through your whole social world while your wife stands across the room and expect the room to pretend it is normal.