“Hello?”
Nothing.
Only breathing.
Then a woman’s voice whispered:
“Alyssa…”
I stood completely still.
The voice continued.
“If you want to know why Jasmine really came into your husband’s company…”
A pause.
“Look at the original patent files.”
My blood ran cold.
“Who are you?”
The caller ignored my question.
Then she said something that made my knees weaken.
“Your husband didn’t build Prescott Technologies.”
I gripped the edge of the desk.
“What did you say?”
“He stole it.”
The line went dead.
I stared at my phone.
My father rose slowly.
“What happened?”
I looked at him.
Then at the black folder.
Then at the photograph of Jasmine.
And finally at the thirteen patents that had once saved Aaron’s company.
For four years, I had believed my greatest mistake was loving the wrong man.
But as I looked at those documents, a far more terrifying possibility entered my mind.
What if Aaron hadn’t simply taken advantage of me?
What if the entire empire I had helped build…
had been based on a lie?
And what if I wasn’t the only person who had been betrayed?
