---- Chapter 4 4 The next morning, Maya was a woman of cold, hard purpose. She called a representative from a top-tier international auction house. Then, she contacted a charity lawyer specializing in high-value donations. She made arrangements. All of Liam's expensive gifts - the jewelry, the designer bags, the art pieces - were to be collected, appraised, and auctioned. The proceeds would go to a newly established foundation. A foundation supporting women escaping abusive and deceptive relationships. Including the "Maya's Horizon" necklace. Liam had taken it back after their "anniversary gift" exchange, muttering something about putting it in their main safe for "better security." She knew he'd just wanted to control it. Maya had retrieved it from the safe this morning. It felt like a cold, heavy weight in her hands. A few days later, Liam stormed into their apartment, his face thunderous. He was holding a printout from an auction website. A picture of the "Maya's Horizon" necklace. ---- "What the hell is this, Maya?" he roared. Where it belongs." She felt the chill of it against her skin and wanted to rip it off. But she just smiled faintly. His possessiveness was another nail in the coffin of their marriage. That night, they had dinner with Liam's friends. Marc Chen, his COO and supposed best friend, was there. And a few other couples from their elite circle. Liam was on his best behavior. Performatively doting. He held her hand, pulled out her chair, ordered her favorite wine then "remembered" she was trying to drink less and changed it to sparkling water. He refused a cigar when Marc offered, saying, "Can't, Maya hates the smell." ---- All for show. His friends exchanged knowing glances. They were all part of the same club. Maya felt a wave of nausea. She excused herself early, feigning a headache. "I'll take a cab," she said, when Liam offered to leave with her. "You stay, enjoy yourself." He looked relieved. She knew he would.