His question is insulting, to say the least, but I know he’s looking out for me. I shake my head. “Of course not. I have access to all our accounts.”

Damien never hid his wealth from me. I knew he was rich even before we got married. I was aware his business partnership with Gabe in Gamma Inc. was highly successful. But now our firm, Alpha Arc, is one of the most successful design firms in Asia with branches in India, Singapore and Hong Kong. Only thing is that now Damien doesn’t remember it.  Our hundred and fifty plus employees across Asia only know that Damien has met with a major accident and that now Gabe and I are running things.

Gabe checks the time on his watch. “I have to get to work. Let’s meet later in the evening for dinner. We can talk more. I’ll text you the location of the restaurant. I assume you can find your way around now?”

I nod. There are so many things I still need to ask him, but I’m going to be patient until tonight.

Damien

GABE STRUTS INTO MY office and tosses an iPad on my desk. I lift it to see my face splashed on a popular news site with Celia standing beside me. The headlines scream ‘Lady Celia’s plans to be the next Duchess of Kittridge intact’. My statement to the media is reported in detail.

Gabe narrows his eyes at me. “Care to explain?”

I huff out an irritated breath. “Celia was just being Celia.”

“And you suddenly decided to converse with the media?”

I shrug. “I just need them off my back, Gabe!”

“Well, Celia has started a controversy and you are in the center of it. Remind me once again why you agreed to go out with her?”

“She’s apologized several times for what she did in the hospital and she’s an old friend.”

Gabe gives me a disgusted look. “I don’t like that woman and I trust her even less.”

“And I don’t blame you. But after speaking to her about my brother today, I feel a tinge of sympathy for her, Gabe. I’m convinced she was unhappy with David. Knowing him, I’m sure he treated her badly. That’s the only reason I didn’t reprimand her for deliberately playing into the hands of the press.”

He raises his hands in the air. “I will however say it again, you need to be careful with her.”

“I will keep that in mind.”

Gabriel looks around my office. “Who sent you flowers?”

I squint in the direction he’s looking at and sure enough there is a bouquet of flowers on the side table. I haven’t even spared them a glance until now. It’s a bunch of pink carnations and white lilies. There’s a note tucked in between the petals. I reach for it and tear it open.