Chapter 36

• Renee woke up the next morning feeling mentally exhausted but physically charged. The slap on the cheek from the night before, while dramatic, had worked. She had showered, dressed in her most severe suit trousers and a sharp blazer—the "I am going to defeat a billionaire" uniform—and was now pacing her small living room, coffee mug in hand. This was the day she stopped reacting to Taylor Thorne and started planning her attack.
• The doorbell chimed, a cheerful, inappropriate sound for the morning.
• Who in the world?