Chapter 10

Celeste Laurent was outraged. She sat in the dimly lighted lounge of her penthouse, fingers clenched tightly around the stem of her wine glass, the liquid within sloshing perilously close to the brink. The news played on the enormous flat screen in front of her, and every passing second just increased her wrath. “Breaking News: Isabella Marsden, the wife of billionaire Adrian Marsden—previously presumed dead—has resurfaced under a new identity. Reports confirm that she is now identified as Aria Laurent, the CEO of Laurent Global Investments. Her latest commercial collaboration with Carter Industries has sent shockwaves through the financial world.” Celeste’s grip tightened, her claws digging into her hand. There she was, Isabella, alive and thriving. Celeste had spent months ensuring Adrian had no one except her. She had reassured him, whispered in his ear that she was the only one who understood him. And yet, even with Isabella gone, he never saw her. And now? Now