She Signed The Divorce Quietly — Then Arrived On A Billionaire’s Private Jet

about to be tied to a bankrupt family. And I”—she gestured toward the jet behind her, the Blackwood crest gleaming gold against matte black—”am just getting started.”

Ten minutes later, the main players were seated in the hangar’s VIP lounge. On one side: Preston, slumped; Beatrice, pacing; Tiffany, mascara ruined. On the other: Arthur, calm, and Vivian,continue reading …