Julian, standing there with his hand on Chloe’s arm in front of a hundred people, had just done the one thing that could kill my doubt completely and permanently.

He had made himself undeniable.

And an undeniable truth, however painful, is a kind of freedom, because it ends the exhausting internal argument at last and lets you finally, simply, move.

Chapter 22 — The Envelope

I reached into my small evening clutch, and I took out the crisp manila envelope that had been sitting against my hip all evening, the one Sarah Vance had prepared for me.

It held the formal legal notice: the initiation of divorce proceedings, and, more urgently, a request for an immediate freeze on the unverified corporate assets, the very funds Patricia had warned me Julian would move offshore the moment he understood he had been caught.