Left by the Billionaire Chairman

He got out of the car on the Brooklyn Bridge and walked away. Not to someone else. Not with a suitcase. Andre Sterne, chairman of the Sterne Foundation, the most composed man in Manhattan, simply got out at a red light rather than finish an argument. I gave him nine days. I spent those nine days doing something that hadn't been mine in years: the spring gala. The donor list he'd shelved. The chair he'd never bothered to fill. I raised more money in one night than he did in three years — and I did it with his name still on the letterhead. On day nine he came home with an apology he'd rehearsed, and found the house rearranged, his office cleared, and his wife no longer waiting. He can stay. But he doesn't get to come home like nothing was ever left behind. A billionaire marriage-in-crisis romance about the day a wife stops keeping the door open.