The night in France looked a lot like Venturia. The city lights shone like diamonds.

Zach gazed at the view from the eighty-eighth floor, his eyes all icy. He had a cigarette hanging from his lips, and he had to block the wind with his hand to light it.

A puff of smoke drifted away from Zach, and Cecilia Samford moved closer, sounding kinda irritated as she asked, "Zach, I've given in to you twice already. What more do you want? You know you can't be with Madelyn."

Cecilia, just like Madelyn, had been reborn. She had thought that by getting involved early, she could get a bigger share of Jardin Corporation after helping Zach start it up, so she could control him. But now, everything seemed to be going all wrong.

Cecilia realized that Zach's connection with Madelyn was tangled and tricky. Even though Cecilia and Zach had been tight in a previous life, now she sensed she was just a piece in his quest for power.

Zach glanced at Cecilia. He noticed that she bore a strong resemblance t