My husband took his mistress to the most expensive hotel in Manhattan… never realizing the owner was the wife he had just betrayed.

divorcing Emily?”

I turned the volume higher.

Daniel took a long sip.

“The papers are almost ready.”

“And she’ll fight?”

He laughed.

“With what money?”

Vanessa giggled.

“You’re terrible.”

“No.”

“I’m practical.”

He walked toward the window overlooking Manhattan.

“She’s comfortable.”

“She’ll keep the house.”

“I’ll keep the investments.”

My attorney, sitting beside continue reading …