On my way to surprise my husband, his cold secretary stopped me at the entrance and said, “His wife and son are already inside.” I gently covered my daughter’s ears, called my third brother—the one my family trusted in every crisis—and said, “Find out what he’s hiding.”

security director stepped into the lobby with two executive guards. He ignored Chloe and walked directly toward me.

“Ms. Sterling, please accept our apologies. Your brother has instructed us to escort you to the penthouse immediately.”

Chloe’s face lost its color.

“Sterling? Her name is Vivienne Vance.”

The security director looked at her coldly.

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