Chapter 292

• As I stepped out of the glass-paneled lobby of my family’s estate in Upper Manhattan, a sudden and irrational urge surged through me to drive straight to Northwatch Holdings' executive suite and confront Cassandra face to face.
• I wanted to ask her no, I needed to ask her if there was still a sliver of possibility between us.
• Even after Vivian’s cold words earlier that day. Even after Cassandra’s unapologetically indifferent demeanor the last time we crossed paths at the World Markets Summit. Even after I had ended our marriage with swift finality, citing “incompatibility” like it hadn’t been the most devastating choice of my life.