I never told my family I was the anonymous buyer behind the $200 million deal!

Her screams followed her down the hall as she was escorted out.

The guests left quietly afterward. Leo sank onto the sofa, trembling.

“I thought I was lucky,” he said.

“She made you feel small,” I answered. “That was her real skill.”

I placed a silver key in his hand. The house in Maine. Reclaimed. In his name.

By morning, her accounts were frozen. Investigations had begun. The champagne had dried on my skin.

I didn’t feel victorious.

I felt done.

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