Chapter 7
The Housewife's Master Code
Chapter 7
Clara Vance stood before the full-length mirror in her master bedroom, critically evaluating her reflection. She needed to look precisely like the woman Sloane Mercer thought she was: soft, dependent, and entirely unremarkable.
She opted for a high-necked, pastel-pink chiffon dress. It
Chapter 8
Chapter 8
Julian Vance’s thirtieth birthday party was less a celebration of life and more a monument to his ego.
He had rented a sprawling, modern glass mansion in the Hollywood Hills, overlooking the glittering expanse of Los Angeles. The driveway was choked with Ferraris, McLarens, and a fleet
Chapter 9
Chapter 9
The morning sun filtered through the sheer curtains of the master bedroom, casting long, peaceful shadows across the hardwood floor.
Clara stood at the foot of the massive king-sized bed, methodically folding a stack of Julian’s expensive cashmere sweaters. An open, leather weekender ba