Chapter 5
Claire hadn’t cried at the Daley Center because she wasn’t losing anything today.
She had walked out of that courtroom leaving me with a title, a suit, and zero actual power.
My phone buzzed again—a direct text from an unknown local number.
I opened it with numb fingers.
“Please pack your personal items from the executive suite by 5:00 PM. The board convenes at six. - C.”
Tessa grabbed my wrist, her eyes wide with a dangerous mix of fear and cold realization.
“Daniel, if she owns fifty-one percent, she can vote you out of your own company tonight!” Tessa yelled.
“My consulting contract with your firm... is that in danger too?”
I looked at Tessa, seeing her for the very first time without the romantic fog of our affair.
May you like
Her immediate concern wasn’t my ruined life or my shattered identity.
Her immediate concern was her firm’s monthly retainer fee.
