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?

what's your endgame here?" Elaine asked, staring across the table at Alistair's stubborn

all the ways he'd hurt her, she couldn't buy that a man who'd spent years

and walked away broke. No way was she making that bet

me what I need to do to make this right,"

pretend we don't know each

Seeing him ready to follow her yet again, she briefly fantasized about

on her father's legacy now, especially after weeks of non-stop

His eyes were practically begging. "Please," he said quietly. "I know I've been the world's biggest jerk. Hate me, scream at

at his desperate face, she felt... absolutely

before the whole Vivian disaster, maybe

doesn't

Everything that happened was permanently etched into

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