Chapter 3 - Marcus Panics As Company Executives Watch The Spectacle
Several senior vice presidents and managing directors from Marcus’s firm stared directly at the drama unfolding near the head table.
Marcus felt cold sweat bead along his hairline as he caught the disapproving look of his division CEO across the room.
“Please, honey, think about my career and our future,” Marcus pleaded, his voice dropping into a desperate, whining tone.
“Your career?” Valeria laughed bitterly, the sound sharp and devoid of any warmth. “You sat there in silence while your mother treated me like an indentured servant.”
“She was only trying to set ground rules for a successful household,” Marcus defended weakly.
“Ground rules built on financial control and misogyny are nothing more than a trap,” Valeria stated clearly.
Beatrice scoffed loudly, waving a dismissive hand in the air.
“She’s hysterical, Marcus; handle your wife before she embarrasses you any further in front of your superiors.”
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Valeria turned her gaze back to Beatrice, a slow, dangerous smile touching the corners of her lips.
“The only one embarrassing themselves tonight is your son, who lacks the spine to stand up for his own wife,” Valeria replied.
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