He Paraded His Mistress and Swore He’d Never Divorce Me. So I Stopped Competing and Started Calculating
“But I’m his — ”
“Mr.
Halstead was clear that you are not to come in,” the assistant said, and then, in a lower, almost pitying tone: “The jeweler delivered the ring he ordered.
You can wait in the boardroom.”
I went in without a look back at her.
Chapter 10 — The Board’s Recommendation
Spencer sat behind his enormous mahogany desk, and the moment he recognized the man beside me as my attorney, the confidence drained out of his face.
My attorney set the divorce settlement down flat on the desk.