Chapter 7 - NOT FOR SALE
Nia opened the door to find the most powerful man in New York looking utterly broken on her welcome mat. "Miss Brooks," Ethan choked out, pulling a blank, signed check from his jacket pocket. "I am so deeply sorry. Please. Name your price." Nia looked at the trembling check, then up into the desperate, regretful eyes of the man who had humiliated her. She crossed her arms, ignoring the throbbing pain in her bruised ribs. "Your son is a brave, sweet boy, Mr. Sterling. But my dignity is not for sale, and you cannot buy absolution. Keep your money." She quietly shut the door in his face, leaving Ethan standing alone in the dark hallway.
