Sophia keek me aan. “Ik vraag je niet om me te vergeven.”
“Goed.”
“Ik vraag je niet eens om het te begrijpen.”
“Ook goed.”
“But Vivian used us both. She told Ethan if he reported the device failure, she would expose the affair, accuse him of manipulating procurement for his mistress’s company, and destroy his surgical program. She told me she would bankrupt Bennett Helix, sue me personally, and make sure Leo lost access to every experimental treatment Whitestone controlled.”
I stared at her.
“Leo is alive?”
Sophia nodded, tears sliding silently down her face. “Barely. He needs a transplant. Vivian moved him tonight.”
Moved him.
My skin went cold.
“She can’t just move a patient.”
Sophia gave me an empty look.
“Madison, Vivian Whitestone can make an ethics committee applaud while she sharpens the knife.”
I turned away, bracing both hands against Ethan’s desk.
For fifteen years, I had thought power looked like my husband: polished, brilliant, admired. But Ethan, despite all his arrogance, was only a man addicted to being extraordinary.
Vivian was something different.
A system wearing pearls.
Sophia stepped closer.
“I know you hate me.”
“Yes.”
“I deserve it.”
“Yes.”
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