Sloane Hayes Kept Track of Every Dollar Before Her Husband Ever Signed the Apex Account
He had stopped writing.
“Victoria.
How does a man run up a tab of nine hundred ninety thousand dollars?”
Glass clinked against glass.
She moved it away from the phone.
“There isn’t any tab, Ms.
Hayes.
There’s an authorization sheet.
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