CHAPTER35 The Gunfight

　　Verona let out a deep, mocking sigh, her eyes fixated on Flynn with a mixture of disdain and control. It was evident that she held the reins now, signalling the moment for her to play the role of the boss. She had never assumed this position before. But what else was there to worry about? Flynn's affection for her had long withered away.

　　In truth, Flynn had never truly loved Verona. Despite their sordid history, which began with a drug-induced tryst, Verona had merely climbed the corporate ladder through their liaison.

　　"I craved for more," Verona murmured, reminiscing about their sinful past, filled with passion and sin alongside America's most renowned tycoon. Verona desired Flynn, his heart, and even more, the status of being the wealthiest woman, riding on the coattails of her new husband's name.