Skyscraper Takedown

They say the French Riviera is a place for lovers, but I’ve always found it much better suited for an execution. My name is Victoire Beaumont, and I am the architect of my own survival. Four years ago, I fell for Charles Duval’s working-class charm at a wine gala; on our wedding night, I woke up to the realization that I’d handed fifty percent of my skincare empire to a serial cheater and a thief. Charles thinks he can embezzle my legacy to fund his stable of mistresses, but he’s forgotten one thing: I didn't build Beaumont Luxe by being soft. From the gilded terraces of Saint-Jean-Cap-Ferrat, I am turning his greed into his noose. I’ve bought his ex-lovers, audited his lies, and prepared a front-row seat for his ruin. He wanted my fortune, but he’s about to find out exactly what happens when you try to skin a woman who knows exactly how to handle a blade.