Reese stood at the window, watching the endless stream of cars below, her heart pounding so hard it almost hurt. There was a tightness in her throat she couldn’t swallow away.
So Alex really was in touch with Grace. And now he was here at Bridger Lake.
“Keep an eye on him. When he settles in, let me know. I want to meet him,” she said quietly.
She wanted nothing more than to finally learn the truth about that car accident all those years ago, to expose everything Grace had done and make her pay. But she couldn’t risk blowing her cover now—not after everything she’d put into this.
“I’ll handle it. I’ll update you when it’s set,” came the reply.
As soon as the call ended, Reese tried to steady herself with a deep breath, but her phone rang again before she could even exhale.
It was Patrick, the guy Mr. Ratcliff had tasked with helping run Ramos Corporation.
She pressed her fingers to her temples and answered. “Ms. Meyer, is this a good time for you?”
“Yeah, go ahead,” Reese replied, leaning against the cool window. She found herself absentmindedly scratching at the glass, leaving faint marks behind.
“Word about the incident at this morning’s conference is everywhere. Everyone knows the baby didn’t make it.
“Now the whole town thinks you caused Ms. Ramos’ miscarriage on purpose.
“And Mr. Wiles from Iron Financial has gone nuclear. He’s blacklisting Ramos Corporation.
“All our partners sent termination letters at noon. Even the banks have frozen our credit. We won’t last another three days at this rate.
“And Mr. Meyer is meeting with the shareholders, trying to buy up their shares.
“They’re scared you’ll drag them down with you, even more scared Mr. Wiles will take it out on Ramos Corporation. They’ve banded together and want answers from you.
“If you don’t give them something, they’ll sell all their shares to the Meyer family first thing tomorrow. If this goes on, I’m scared—”
Ramos Corporation won’t survive.
Reese felt a cold weight settle in her chest. She frowned, exhaustion washing over her.
Those shareholders had been loyal to Dylon’s side for years. She’d always expected they’d turn on her eventually. She’d wanted to buy them out and get rid of them once and for all. Their mutiny now didn’t really surprise her.
But Bailey moving now? That, she hadn’t seen coming.

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