Chapter 26 - The Unwritten FutureThe snow began to fall softly over Central Park as December rolled in, dusting the treetops in a brilliant coat of white.
I sat at my mahogany desk in the penthouse, signing the final acquisition papers for our new regional headquarters in Tokyo—the very city David had claimed he was flying to on the morning he tried to destroy me.
Life has an ironic sense of humor. He never made it to Tokyo. But I owned the entire corporate landscape there.
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I closed the leather-bound portfolio, capped my gold fountain pen, and looked at my reflection in the polished glass of the window. The woman staring back wasn't the quiet, compliant housewife who had nodded along to a life planned out by others.
She was a survivor. She was a builder. She was a queen ruling her own empire.
