I stared at the glowing words. Last night in the car, Vaughn had made me an offer. He knew I wanted to disappear, and he had the resources to make me completely untraceable. In exchange, he wanted the internal financial documents I had memorized during my years playing the dutiful CEO's wife.
I was still weighing my options when the bedroom door suddenly flew open, slamming against the wall.
Before I could even sit up, a hand cracked across my cheek. The slap was sharp, the sting immediate.
“You bitch!” Paula screamed, her perfectly manicured face twisted in ugly rage. “What did you do to Brandon? Why did he change his mind?”
I slowly turned my head back to face her, tasting copper on my lip. I didn't flinch. I just looked at her, my expression completely blank.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I said, my voice eerily calm.
“Don't lie to me!” Paula shrieked, stepping closer. “He was supposed to propose to me tonight! The ring was ready, the press was waiting! But he canceled everything and said he needed to finalize his remarriage to you first! What kind of spell did you put on him?”