Chapter 12

My Sullivan & Cromwell attorney didn’t mince words. “Nathan’s refusing to sign.”

“And you mentioned the lawsuit?”

“His exact words were ‘do what you need to do.“”

I rubbed my temples.

She set down her Mont Blanc, studying me. “Look, I’ve handled Upper East Side divorces for two decades. This isn’t about Pierce & Associates or the billions. He’s not playing hardball over money,”

“Then what?”

“He’s stalling. And without a clean settlement, this could drag through the courts for years.”

Past midnight, I stood at Mom’s bay window, looking down at 73rd Street.

His Phantom was there. Again. Like every night this month.

Rolling up at midnight. Disappearing before sunrise.

Piana

make out Nathan slumped in the driver’s seat,

flew open, a mix

out of the car, hands shaking slightly as he straightened his jacket.

like

penthouse anymore. You’re everywhere up there. I was going

I’m here-”

Then I’ll go.” I cut

are you

spoke volumes.

like I’d

Emma, you can’t

turned frantic in

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no humor in it. “Isn’t this exactly what you wanted? You’re forcing me into a court battle, so I’ll

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