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

card.

DECLINED.

A third.

DECLINED.

Sweat formed along his forehead.

Vanessa’s smile disappeared.

The jeweler remained perfectly polite.

“I’m terribly sorry, Mr. Harper.”

Daniel forced a laugh.

“My bank is probably flagging international fraud.”

“We’ll call them.”

“No need.”

Vanessa folded her arms.

“You said money wasn’t an issue.”

“It isn’t.”

“So why are all your continue reading …