Rhett's POV
Rhett stared at Vivienne as though the words she had just spoken had physically struck him.
For several seconds, he couldn't move.
The room seemed to shrink around them. The muffled music from the club downstairs faded into the background, and even the man lying motionless near the pool disappeared from Rhett's immediate awareness.
All he could see was Vivienne.
She stood several feet away, tears still wet on her cheeks, but there was something different in her expression now. The helpless woman who had been begging him to understand her had disappeared. In her place stood someone far colder, someone who had finally realized she had leverage and intended to use every bit of it.
Vivienne lifted her chin. "Rhett, I said I'm going to tell the world what she did."
Her voice
