From Broken Vow To True Love Chapter 14

From Broken Vow To True Love Chapter 14

In the week that followed, a seismic event shook New York’s financial circles.

The Lombardi Group’s funding dried up completely.

The South Harbor project was buried under a mountain

of breach-of-contract lawsuits.

The partners who had once orbited Dorian now circled like vultures, demanding repayment.

The bank moved to freeze his assets.

And behind it all was the invisible hand of Evan

Hawthorne.

At that moment, I was sitting in Evander’s penthouse on the Upper East Side, sipping juice the butler had just brought me.

He had kept his word.

He gave me a place to breathe, and he made every person who had humiliated me pay the price.

The latest financial news was playing on the television.

“The Lombardi Group is now under official investigation by the IRS for financial fraud.”

“Company CFO Chloe S. has been taken into custody for questioning on suspicion of embezzlement.”

I watched the screen, a small, satisfied smile touching my lips.

Chloe had always handled the books for Dorian’s

company.

There was no way her collection of designer bags, jewelry, and gowns had all been gifts from Dorian.

They had been looting the company together.

Now, they were finally turning on each other.

That evening, a heavy rain began to fall.

The butler appeared at my side. “Madam, a Mr. Lombardi is outside. He insists on seeing you.”

I put down my book and glanced out the window at the

storm.

Just then, Evander emerged from his study and draped a cashmere shawl over my shoulders.

“Want to see him?” he asked, his voice low.

I nodded.

Evander picked up a large black umbrella, wrapped an arm around my waist, and led me outside.