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 wrap

I could make out Nathan slumped in the driver’s seat, still

open, a mix of desperation

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

voice cracked like I’d never heard before.

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

I’m here-”

I cut

stilled. “What are you talking

silence spoke volumes.

looked like I’d slapped him.

Emma, you can’t

in the cold air.

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Chapter 12

so I’ll make it simple. I’ll leave New York. Two years

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