“Naomi, I was scared. Preston said you’d take everything.”

“You took my marriage, my reputation, and my company. You stood in a courtroom and told everyone I was delusional.” “I’m sorry.”

“You’re sorry because the evidence survived.”

Preston pointed at Sinclair. “And what does he get out of this? Are you sleeping with her?”

Sinclair’s expression didn’t change. “I’m her physician, her business partner, and her witness. Nothing more.” And that was true.

I had rebuilt my life without needing another man to prove my worth.