“And you didn’t think I deserved to know that?”
He stepped closer.
“Come on, Maya. Don’t turn this into something it doesn’t need to be.”
I shook my head.
“You lied to her. You lied to me. And today, she physically struck me because she believed she had a claim to you.”
He reached for my hand.
“We can move past this. You always forgive me eventually.”
I slowly withdrew my hand.
That was when I understood how confidently he expected me to accept whatever he decided.
Then his phone vibrated.
A message appeared on the screen.
The sender was Celeste.
Tomorrow, we get rid of her for good.
I looked at Julian.
He was smiling at the message.
He had no idea that tomorrow’s meeting was going to be very different from what he’d planned.
The following morning, Hartwell Industries’ executive conference room was filled with board members and senior management.
