xclaimed as anger flashed across her face. "I'l

dn't want to give Arabella even a second to reconside

cessing the discharge in

tablet. She wrote up the divorce agreement herself, and

efore putting her sig

have you lost your mind? Why are you making this so easy for that bastard Greyson? If you're finally divorcing him, yo

lla said as she tucked the signe

said. "Their money makes my skin crawl. If giving all of it up me

fore a red Porsche tore down the

hout showing any emotion. After opening her messages, she fou

fice," she typed. "Stay

just in time to see

erve the second you see him. I know he's good-looking, but don't fall for that face again. Get the

"There's nothing left for him to fool anymore," she said. "Whatever feelings I still had for him disap

ch Tower was packed wi

oat, and her pale appearance immediately drew everyone's attention.

d voices began spread

whispered. "Why would she show her fa

stories," another person said quietly. "Didn't you hea

woman. That's beyond cruel. If you ask me, she should be on her k

she went, and the people around her

t walking toward the elevators

imon Davis, the executive assi

e said. "He told me to take you

he elevator and went straight to the e

cument in his hands. The moment he he

you want me to bury those headlines? Arabella, I already made myself clear yesterday. Apologize t

ac

She strode across the office and slammed the

is?" Greyson asked a

nd out," Arabel

ff before opening the envelo

t at the top of the page, and Greyson'

quickly over the r

aving the marriage empty-handed. Then his gaze reached the bottom, where her name was signed

mean, Arabella?" Greyson asked as

hat it looks li

I'm done pretending this marriage means anything, Greyson. Give the tit

he'd regained his composure. "You really think t

tever makes you feel

erest in arguing wi

me at the courthouse tomorrow at nine in the morning. Don't ke