Chapter 10

The press conference filled the Cross Dynamics atrium — glass, steel, two hundred cameras, and every reporter in Manhattan. I stood backstage in a navy dress Mrs. Park chose because it made me look "like a woman who owns the world." "Ready?" Ethan appeared, adjusting his cufflinks. "Not slightly." I met his eyes. "When has that stopped me?" He took my hand. Led me out. Cameras detonated. "My wife and I have several announcements," Ethan began, his voice carrying without effort. My wife....