Our bedroom went dead silent . Camden's face was doing this thing where he cycled through about fifteen different emotions as the reality hit him . How he'd built his empire on Sterling Industries ' connections . How I'd sacrificed my entire legacy to boost his career . How I'd been left with absolutely nothing when the smoke cleared . Sterling Industries had gone fully international after the acquisition , with headquarters in London and Singapore now . Even if they wanted to get involved in small - scale California drama - which they definitely didn't - they were way too big to care about restaurant publicity stunts . Camden opened and closed his mouth . Then words finally came out . " If you hadn't been airing our dirty laundry all over social media for five years , Vera could've stayed under the radar . She never asked to become some tabloid target . " I literally couldn't process what I was hearing . So this was somehow my fault too ? For refusing to be the perfect trophy wife who smiled for the cameras while her husband played house with his side piece ? He'd completely betrayed our marriage , but I was supposed to handle it with grace and discretion when their husbands had " relation " with the other woman ? I wasn't allowed to feel hurt . Wasn't allowed to be angry . And I definitely wasn't allowed to make it inconvenient for them . I stared at this stranger wearing my husband's face . When had the Stanford freshman who used to write me love letters turned into this narcissistic sociopath ? Or maybe the red flags had always been there and I'd been too busy being the perfect girlfriend to notice . I bit the inside of my cheek hard enough to taste copper , fighting to keep my voice level . " You want me to handle this like your mom did ? Just smile and wave while you keep your little girlfriend tucked away in her cute little restaurant ? " " And then what ? Wait for you to knock her up so I can have a complete nervous breakdown and drive off Mulholland Drive ? Would that complete your fantasy ? " My laugh came out sounding unhinged . " Congratulations , Camden . You've become your father . " Camden's mother had been this ethereal , artistic woman - a painter who'd given up everything for love . His father and his secretary turned second - wife had systematically destroyed her until she'd wrapped her car around a tree on 10:28 Who Needs a Divorce Lawyer When You OWN the Company ? Honey , You Are FIRED ! 9.2 % Chapter 5 highway . It was Camden's origin story - and his father was the person he'd spent his entire adult life trying not to become . The color drained from Camden's face . His pupils went pinpoint . " You've completely lost your fucking mind ! " He kicked over chair so hard it shattered against the floor - to - ceiling windows . " You're absolutely psychotic . " I'd hit the bullseye . He was losing it because I'd called out exactly what he was doing . I expected him to completely blow up . To finally drop the mask and show me who he really was underneath all that venture capitalist charm . Instead , he took several deep breaths . His expression smoothed into that familiar , calculated calm . " Which is exactly why I'm handling this differently . " Chapter 6