Countdown to My Divorce

Chapter 43

Rachel got the message loud and clear–Samantha wasn’t going to help Cecilia.

Samantha had just started this new position, and like every new leader, she needed to make a statement. By using Cecilia as an example, she had shown the whole company that she wasn’t just a figurehead. She wanted people to respect her—and fear her a little, too.

Still, Rachel didn’t get angry. She simply nodded, calm and composed.

“I understand it’s difficult for you, Ms. Judd. But you see, I happened to hear something interesting today about the Trinity Enterprise project. You closed the deal, but it was my proposal you used. If word got out, people in the company might start to question your ability.”

She gave a small smile.

“Wouldn’t it be better to bring Cecilia back? That would make you look generous and confident, not someone who holds grudges.”

Rachel had even handed Samantha the perfect excuse. If she still refused, she would be a fool.

The smugness on Samantha’s face from earlier vanished. Her ears flushed red, and her eyes lowered. She looked like she had been caught off guard.

Amoment passed, then she finally gave in.

“Well, since you came to ask me in person, I can’t really turn you down. But I can’t promise anything with William. I’ll try, but that’s all I can say.”

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I’ll thank you

she pulled open the office door

desk, jaw clenched. Then, in a flash of frustration,

Rachel had already sent the project data to the colleague from earlier. The woman

company and sat in the backseat of the car, heading home. On the way, she called Cecilia

able to return to work in a couple

Can I really come back? Mr. Lewis agreed? But didn’t you say earlier it didn’t work

enough to understand William’s personality. He wasn’t the kind of man to change his mind

hide the truth, either–after all, Samantha was going to

to Samantha,” Rachel said. “She used my proposal to close the Trinity

anymore–that’s just straight–up copying!”

She fumed.

her own. So she just took your proposal and used it? Aren’t you pissed? If it were me, I’d be flipping tables and going straight to Mr. Lewis to blow the whole thing

out a cold laugh. “And what if William was the one who told her

not saying… Those two…” Cecilia didn’t

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