“I already convinced her to drop the lawsuit. She’s willing to give you one more chance.
“I’m telling you, don’t screw this up again. If you hurt her for real and she files for divorce, I won’t step in next time.”
A flash of understanding crossed Sebastian’s face. So Reese was just throwing a tantrum after all.
“I get it.”
“Don’t act like this doesn’t matter!” Mr. Ratcliff saw right through him. He rapped his cane against the bed, his voice serious. “Reese’s put up with enough over the years. You need to treat her better.”
“I helped you settle things this time. As her husband, you should show her you care. Go pick out a gift for her.”
Sebastian pressed his lips together and didn’t argue. That was as good as agreeing.
He stayed with Mr. Ratcliff for another half hour. Once he was sure everything was fine, he left the hospital and headed for an upscale jewelry shop.
Ever since Reese moved out, he’d ordered a set of emerald jewelry for her, planning to use it as a peace offering. Now was the perfect time.
He looked down at the delicate set, picturing Reese wearing it, and couldn’t help but smile.
Funny—after all these years of marriage, he’d never really given her a proper gift.
As night fell, the lights of Iron Financial shone bright across the city.
Zach sat at his desk, face stormy, eyes glued to his computer screen while the phone rang nonstop.
“Mr. Wiles.” His assistant hovered at the doorway, watching his mood. “Mr. Ratcliff wants you to make a public statement, clear Reese’s name about the leak.
“If you do, Iron Financial’s reputation is definitely going to take a hit...”
Zach slammed his mouse on the desk, frustration burning in his eyes.


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