Betrayal in the Penthouse

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On my seventh wedding anniversary, I cut my book signing in Brooklyn short, rushing back to our penthouse on the Upper East Side.

My daughter, Lily, peeked out from the study, running towards me and waving a color printout.

"Mommy! Look! It's the book cover Daddy drew for Chloe! He said it's a secret surprise!"

I froze, forcing a smile. "Honey, who's Chloe?"

"The new neighbor who just moved in downstairs. Daddy said she's going to be even more famous than you and win a Pulitzer Prize!"