he said succinctly, as if the name alone explained everything.
And it did. Who didn’t know Julian Croft? The owner of Croft Enterprises, the young magnate whose face frequently graced the covers of Forbes and Fortune. He was the definition of old money—born rich, powerful, and intensely private.
But wait. What had he just said?
“Your… wife?”
“Chloe,” I continue reading …
