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“This is exactly what you need,” Dai declared. “Just because you’re having a wedding in the country doesn’t mean you have to be simple. You need to stand out, and in this dress, you shine.”

She didn’t want to fucking shine. “I was thinking…”

“Leave it up to me,” Dai ordered and pushed Ariana onto the satin ottoman. “Isn’t she gorgeous?”

“She is,” Ariana said and gave her a shaky smile. “It’s perfect.”

She didn’t know what to say, so she stayed quiet as Dai and Ariana caught up on life. She endured Dai’s poking and prodding and mentally distanced herself from what was happening by focusing on the book. She jumped when Dai smacked her balled up fist.

“Chill!” Dai ordered.

She unfurled her hand and did her best to ignore the heavy weight on her chest. She was relieved to step out of the dress and put on her regular clothes.

“Come back in two days,” Dai ordered as she air kissed her cheeks.

She grunted as Ariana slipped her arm through hers.

“This coat looks great on you,” Ariana said.

“It’s Dai’s.”

Ariana looked around the shop as they approached the door. “I may need to check this place out.”

They stepped onto the sidewalk.

“You didn’t have to leave work for this,” she said.

“Of course, I did. We’re turning over a new leaf and being there for each other. That gown is perfect for you,” Ariana said.

She nodded as Johan approached. “Can we give you a ride?”

“Sure.”

They slipped back into the Bentley. She was relieved when Ariana got a call that lasted all the way to the business district.

“Everything okay with you and Roth?” Ariana asked.

She blinked. “Yes. Why?”

“Just checking.” Ariana gave her an overly bright smile. “Call me if you need anything, okay?”

Jasmine watched her sister rush into the building and glanced across the street where she knew Roth’s offices were. Ariana was worried. Fuck. She glanced at the phone and saw Roth hadn’t answered her text.Probably still in the air, she thought.

“Home,” she told Mo and mentally screeched to a halt. 432 Park wasn’t home. It was a place she was staying for a while. She couldn’t forget that.

Chapter 16

“Mr. Roth’s offer is more than generous.”

She eyed Roth’s attorney, Mason, an aggressive bulldog who had interjected multiple times during her meeting with her attorney to discuss the terms of the prenup. His slick hair, pinstriped suit, and air of arrogant authority made her hackles rise.

According to her attorney, the prenup was straightforward. Their assets would remain separate and if (when) they divorced, she would receive one hundred million dollars in the settlement. Aside from the exorbitant figures being discussed, there were no surprises.

When she picked up the pen to sign, she hesitated. She had verbally agreed, but this was legally binding, a declaration that she intended to marry him again. One year with Roth…

“What’s the holdup?” Mason asked, his voice tinged with impatience. “Are you holding out for a bigger settlement?”

Henry, her seventy-two-year-old attorney, bristled at her side. “Mr. White, if Ms. Hennessy has any further questions, we’ll contact your office.”

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