Chapter 18: The Ruthless Arthur Sandlin

I watched from a distance as Melanie Shaw, after whispering something I couldn't hear, stepped toward Arthur Sandlin and tried to wrap her arms around him. A woman like her, known for elegance and charm, begging like that? It was hard to watch. She was a household name, a celebrity with flawless looks, and probably had an army of men waiting to take Arthur's place. I honestly thought he'd give in. But Arthur didn't even hesitate. He shoved her aside with one arm, his face completely blank. "I already told you, it's over. Don't make me say it again." His voice wasn't loud, but it cut through the air like a blade. Damn. That was cold. No drama, no emotion. Just a clean break, like deleting a file without looking at it twice. I muttered under my breath. This guy really was ruthless. But maybe I shouldn't have been surprised. Even a middle manager like Julian Shepherd couldn't keep it in his pants. Arthur Sandlin? With all that power and status? Women probably threw themselves at him daily