A Desperate Housewife’s Wall Street Revenge

Summary

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"Sign it, Vivian."

Lucas Sterling's long fingers tapped against the mahogany desk, pushing the divorce papers toward me.

Behind him, the lights of Billionaire's Row glittered coldly in the Manhattan night. But my eyes were fixed on the faint, pale band of skin on his ring finger. It was where our wedding ring used to be. He’d taken his off long ago, tossing it into some forgotten drawer.

"Ten years of marriage, and you're trying to get rid of me for a hundred thousand dollars?"

I looked