Lay James gave a faint smile, excused himself, and disappeared into the bustling crowd.
Claire tightened her grip on the document folder, a sharp ache twisting through her chest.
What is love, that it drives people to life and death devotion?
If her mother hadn't been deceived by Ronald Miler, with her talent and capabilities she could have lived as a refined, powerful woman, blooming brilliantly, ending her life with perfection. By now she might have been a revered designer and entrepreneur in the perfume world.
But does the world allow "what if"?
No.
Life is life, cruel and real.
Everyone must bear the consequences of their own choices.
She walked into the fine drizzle. The piercing wind seeped into her collar, yet she felt no cold.
Half an hour later, she stood before the headquarters of the Shen Corporation.
