The Stranger Asked Me to Pretend I Was Asleep on His Shoulder During Our Flight… But After We Landed, I Found Out He Was America’s Most Influential Billionaire—And My Ex-Husband Was Already Looking for Me

She believed the sentence enough to sleep an hour.

PART 4

By eight the next evening, David Vance sat in a high-floor conference room at a Manhattan firm and tried to look like a man who had been wronged.

He had brought his own lawyer and an expression that used to work on Blaire in kitchens.

The expression failed on oak and glass.

When the doors opened, he saw six attorneys, Rachel at the center of them, and Luca Sterling at the head of the table as if the room had been built around a quieter kind of anger.