Bruce's POV

I stared at Sandra's note while rage burned through my chest so hot I could barely breathe. Eight years. She had been my lawyer for eight years, and I never suspected a thing.

"She handled everything," I said while my voice came out rough. "Our marriage contract. Pack legal issues. Business deals. How did I not see this?"

Beverly stood beside me in the empty office, and her hand found mine. "She was careful, Bruce. She knew exactly how to hide what she was doing."

Victor ...