The Heiress Final Lesson Was Betrayal
Language: en
The instant I withdrew the divorce petition, Piper Wells, my son's tutor, raised her glass at the cocktail gathering. “To the woman warrior who’s too strong to divorce a cheating husband!” Every eye in the room drilled into me. My husband, Spencer Blackwood, gave a faint frown, and Piper giggled, sticking out her tongue. Instead of flipping a table, which was my usual style, I smiled, knocked back the expensive bourbon, and played along. We were back together. I could pretend not to see the crude, localized tattoo—a poorly done “Lakefront Legend” on Piper’s lower back. I could ignore the…