Chapter 22

The latest Manhattan gossip was all about a shocking transformation: notorious playboy and CEO Alistair Chase had suddenly gone cold turkey on his

womanizing ways.

Every mistress-including his pregnant girlfriend-had been kicked to the curb as he launched an all-out campaign to win back his ex-wife.

"Wait, they actually got divorced? I totally missed that memo. Last I saw, he was following her around insisting they were still married..."

"Oh honey, it's been official for months. He's just in denial and still introduces himself as her husband."

Some people at the corner table kept dishing, completely oblivious that the star of their bitchfest was sitting just a few tables away.

Elaine sipped her latte, genuinely puzzled by the whole situation. Why was Alistair, who could barely be bothered to look at her during their marriage, now blowing up her phone and ambushing her at every turn?

staring across the table at

all the ways he'd hurt her, she couldn't buy that a man who'd spent years obsessed with his dead girlfriend had magically fallen for

already put all her chips on that table once and walked away broke. No way was she making that bet

do to make this right," he pleaded. "I

pretend we don't know each

him ready to follow her yet again,

bail on her father's legacy now, especially after weeks of non-stop meetings to get the company back on solid ground. Her personal drama couldn't torpedo

caught her wrist. His eyes were practically begging. "Please," he said quietly. "I know

his desperate face,

happened before the whole Vivian disaster, maybe this version of Alistair might

life doesn't work on

Everything that happened was permanently etched into

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