Alexander

I took another sip of scotch, letting her words hang in the air between us.

"Here's what you're missing," I said finally. "You think exposing my marriage hurts me. But what does it actually prove? That I made a business arrangement to satisfy Grandfather's requirement? The board already suspects that. Grandfather suspects it too."

"They suspect. I can prove it."

"Can you?" I tilted my head. "All you have is speculation and circumstantial evidence. ...