Just as Chris had said, Kay had to be something special to carve out a place for herself in a world dominated by men. No one could survive that kind of

environment without some serious skills.

So when Sylvia showed up at Kay's office waving her so-called "evidence," let's be real-it was practically walking into the lion's den.

But truthfully? She was baiting the trap.

The worse off she looked, the more likely Kay would believe Sylvia was at the end

of her rope.

From the way Kay spoke to Edwin, Sylvia could tell Kay was proud-maybe even a little arrogant. She had zero interest in getting into a petty catfight with Naomi, and she'd never stoop so low as to beg Edwin for a second chance.

Kay wanted people to beg her.

Especially when she got to play god, dangling other people's fates in her hands.

Still, Naomi was Mrs. Garcia-the Garcia family's matriarch. No matter how talented Kay was, picking a fight with Naomi was just another way of declaring war on the Garcias themselves.

Kay probably wouldn't dare.

she had someone powerful backing her

find out who. Sylvia just hadn't expected her supporters to be Tristan and

gone all-out, scheming behind the scenes to force


if that's how they wanted to play it, then let the

nothing left

was still a question that haunted her: In her previous life, was Naomi and Edwin's "accident" really just a car crash,

made Sylvia's chest

in thought, Sylvia glanced up and saw Chris watching her intently. "Something on your mind?" he

her cardigan and

he changed the subject. "I've started working on your mom's situation. It'll take a couple of days to sort everything out, but for now I've got her

haven't gotten

into the pale light behind her, as if she might disappear

to Rupert, do you? He'd never actually hurt you," Chris

me up at the Bluebird

dared pull a

reasons," Chris insisted,


lay back, her tone frosty.

"Sylvia-"

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