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.

Loro Piana

could make out Nathan slumped in the

knocked, his eyes flew open, a mix of desperation

car, hands shaking slightly as he straightened

His voice cracked like I’d never

looks. I just can’t sleep in that penthouse anymore. You’re everywhere up there. I was going crazy. This is the only place I can breathe. Just… please don’t call security. You won’t

I’m here-”

go.” I

“What are

silence spoke volumes.

like I’d

you can’t just-”

frantic in the cold

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Chapter 12

into a court battle, so I’ll make it simple. I’ll leave New York. Two years of separate residences and I can file

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