“You don’t hand over whatever is in that blue folder.”

“We file for a quiet dissolution of marriage, and we move on.”

Vance nodded in agreement.

“It is a highly generous offer, Mrs. Campbell,” Vance said.

“If you proceed with this, the firm will go under.”

“Your own investments will be tied up in federal litigation for years.”

“You will end up with nothing but legal fees.”

I felt the cool weight of the blue folder against my ribs.

I thought about the years I had spent watching Graham build his reputation on my family’s money.

I thought about Bianca sitting in his office, drinking my favorite wine.

“No,” I said.

Graham blinked, his jaw tightening.

“What do you mean, no?” he whispered.

“It is a simple word, Graham,” I said.

“I am rejecting the offer.”

“Arden, don’t be stupid,” Graham said, taking a step closer.

“You can’t survive without this firm.”

“You don’t know the first thing about managing these assets.”

“I know enough to recognize a sinking ship,” I said.

I stepped past him, ignoring his reaching hand.