The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Rachel practically fled the room.

Foreman wasn't doing much better.

All of them were lost in their own thoughts, too preoccupied to notice each other's unease.

Haynes's expression had grown dark and severe.

After what had happened, Stella now trusted Joshua more than ever. She didn't believe for a second that he was hiding anything.

Though Joshua hadn't produced any hard evidence, Haynes was gripped by a deep intuition that Karl's ordeal was, without a doubt, connected to him.

And then there were those things Joshua had said not long ago...

A flicker of doubt crossed Haynes's brow as he cast a discreet glance toward Rachel.

Her eyes darted nervously, unable to settle, as if she were anxious about something she couldn't admit.

Could it be that Rachel and Joshua actually knew each other?

If they did, and Joshua had been helping her all along, why would he say so openly? It didn't add up.

No wonder Stella didn't believe it. Even Haynes found it hard to accept, unable to guess at Joshua's true intentions.

What's more, Joshua had claimed he'd helped Rachel fake her medical records...

Mr. Burton and Stella had

real or

seed of suspicion took root in his mind, but instead of confronting Rachel immediately,

surrounding Karl was

home, he looked like a man whose

body may

humiliation—every moment of

knew they'd streamed

Knock, knock, knock.

rapped on the

as limp as a corpse, staring blankly at the ceiling with hollow,

Sherman

at the sight of

"Karl."

didn't even turn his head. "You're here to

sighed. "Karl, we're family. Why would I ever

a bitter,

out

Pressuring me to resign, forcing me to hand over my shares,

"

threatening to kick me

his lips