My blood ran cold.
“Who are you?”
The caller ignored my question.
Then she said something that made my knees weaken.
“Your husband didn’t build Prescott Technologies.”
I gripped the edge of the desk.
“What did you say?”
“He stole it.”
The line went dead.
I stared at my phone.
My father rose slowly.
“What happened?”
I looked at him.
Then at the black folder.
Then at the photograph of Jasmine.
And finally at the thirteen patents that had once saved Aaron’s company.
For four years, I had believed my greatest mistake was loving the wrong man.
But as I looked at those documents, a far more terrifying possibility entered my mind.
What if Aaron hadn’t simply taken advantage of me?
What if the entire empire I had helped build…
had been based on a lie?
And what if I wasn’t the only person who had been betrayed?
