The Price of a Billion-Dollar Love

The private jet' s hum was supposed to drown out the silence, but it only amplified the heavy dread in the cabin.

Across the table, my husband, Ethan Vance, watched me with cold, unblinking eyes, his once-loved face a mask of cruelty.

"Sign it, Chloe." His low, calm voice cut through the air.

The document lay between us, a single sheet of paper that would transfer my half of our billion-dollar company to him-and to her, Scarlett Hayes, his long-lost ex, the ghost haunting my marriage.

My hands trembled, but it wasn't just the document.