He signed the divorce papers while his pregnant wife packed one suitcase, never knowing her father could buy his empire before breakfast

Henry’s father,” she said. “If you become the kind of man who deserves to stand in his life. But you will not use him as leverage. Not ever.”

“I won’t.”

“I hope that’s true.”

Then she walked away.

Six months later, Manhattan woke beneath a pale gold sky.

Savannah stood by the windows of her new office, Henry sleeping in her arms. Central Park stretched continue reading …