BRENT'S POV

That sounded like the best solution outside of suing her and making her understand how it must feel to miss out on your children's life.

“What are you here for?” I asked, ignoring her pale face.

“In New York? I have a meeting with some investors.” She replied in a shaky voice and paled even further as she realized her word slip.

“I don't care that you picked your life back or have a meeting with investors so you can stop looking like I'm trying to ruin your life.” I ...