Chapter 5

Two-thirty in the afternoon.

I changed into a sharp black business suit, did full makeup, and applied bright red lipstick.

In four-inch heels, I walked back into Summers Tech's building.

Every brick, every pane of glass in this building was soaked with my blood and sweat.

Now it had become a den of filthy thieves.

The receptionist saw me, her eyes evasive, stammering: "Ms... Ms. Summers."

I ignored her and walked straight to the top-floor CEO's office.

I pushed open the door.

Ethan and Madison were sitting on the sofa.

On the table lay a thick divorce agreement and a…