He Smirked While Signing the Divorce Papers—Not Knowing His Wife Was the Heiress

to my seat and crossing my legs. “We’re not done.”

Charles let him go, and Liam slumped into the nearest chair, rubbing his shoulder.

“I own your debt,” I said simply, pulling up a holographic display from the table’s built-in projector. Complex financial data filled the air between us. “Three maxed-out credit cards. A car lease you can’t afford. And continue reading …