That didn't stop her from indulging her twisted sense of humor. She pulled off her own belt and handed it to him, then patted his cheek lightly. "However you managed after our 'divorce,' just do it again."

Without giving Jarrod a chance to react, she grabbed her suitcase and strode off, not looking back.

Clean, decisive, and utterly merciless.

Jarrod watched the retreating figure, her beige coat belt still dangling from his palm. He rubbed it absently between his fingers, his eyes never leaving her back.

After a long moment, his lips curled into a wry smile.

He lowered his gaze to the belt in his hand, gripping it unconsciously—this, after all, was Elodie's parting token, one that would keep his mind running wild.

When Elodie chose to be wicked, he was utterly defenseless.

He waited until she disappeared inside before finally getting into his car.

After everything that had happened abroad with Watts and Quinn, the domestic arrangements were now tighter and more secure. With comprehensive precautions in place, there would be no more problems.

He'd also gotten word that on Watts's end, Eaton had sent people to get things under control. There was no way Eaton would let further trouble break out with his own retirement looming. As expected, Eaton's intervention forced Watts to consider the fate of the entire Aldridge family; he had no choice but to swallow the loss.

Now, setting aside the wedding, Jarrod needed to cut off every escape route for the second branch of the family.

Back then, he'd banished Sprague Silverstein and his cohorts abroad, assigning them to the company's Italian operations.

actually believed he had figured out every inch of

reality was quite


remained hidden, waiting for

every factory and office the family owned in

Sprague... it was time for him to step down

another chance to cling

He'd already had

a conversation

matriarch. She was

battle-hardened woman who

met

was betray its own humanity for profit getting power that way

opinion on his methods. In her

Jarrod didn't plan

the car when his phone lit up with


answered, sounding almost

voice came through, hoarse and strained.

invitation you sent

stab him right in the

wheel and spoke slowly,

In

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