“The corporate misconduct does not.”
“Exactly.”
That was what mattered.
Adrian could be betrayed by Bianca.
He could be the biological father through some rare medical miracle.
Neither possibility changed the forged invoices.
Neither changed the misuse of company funds.
Neither changed the undisclosed relationship with a subordinate.
Neither changed the fact that he had tried to buy my silence with his mother’s money.
I signed the divorce petition.
Then I signed the emergency shareholder consent.
At 7:12 p.m., Adrian finally sent a text.
What is this report?
I read it.
Another message came.
Call me now.
Then another.
This clinic made a mistake.
Then another.
Naomi, answer your phone.
I did not answer.
At 7:30, Bianca called.
I stared at her name.
Then I declined.
She called again.
I declined again.
A voicemail appeared.
I did not listen.
Claire watched me.
“You’re calm.”
“No.”
I looked at her.
