months pregnant.
The affair had begun while I was undergoing fertility treatments.
Something cold settled inside me.
Margaret leaned forward. “Stop embarrassing yourself, Claire. Vanessa can give Daniel what you couldn’t.”
My fingers tightened around the pen.
They noticed.
They thought I was breaking.
What they didn’t know was that two weeks earlier, my forensic accountant had discovered Daniel moving money out of Mercer Development through shell vendors.
What they didn’t know was that Mercer Development wasn’t Daniel’s company.
It was mine.
My grandfather had created it, then three years
