Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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215 The last board meeting

215 The last board meeting (Jayden)

I'm in my office at Brennan Industries early, as usual, but today there's a different energy in the air. It's the final board meeting before I drop the bombshell I've been planning for weeks.

My mood is still buzzing after a wonderful night snuggled up with Winona. Neither of us wanted to get out of bed this morning, and after today, I won't have to. It was perfect and we both slept like logs.

I've already been to the hospital to see Ashlyn and check on the baby. It's sobering to see her lying there, kept alive by machines while our baby grows inside her. Her mother is due to fly in today, so I'll make sure I'm available for her later in the day. They never had a close relationship but I'm sure this will hit hard.

This meeting is the last step in cutting ties with everything that's held me back for too long and I'm keen to get it done.

Lance is already here, sitting across from me, feet up on the corner of my desk like he owns the place. He's always been more comfortable in my space than I am, which says a lot about our friendship.

I'm focused on the files in front of me, but I can see his grin from the corner of my eye. I know that look.

"So, Winona called this morning," he starts, leaning back in his chair with a smug expression, "you ready for Friday night? We're hitting up that new club downtown. I've heard good things."

I chuckle, shaking my head. Leave it to Lance to be more excited about our night out than the massive business decision I'm about to make. "Yeah, yeah, I'm ready. But let's get through this meeting first. Then we can celebrate." "Celebrate, huh?" Lance raises an eyebrow, clearly amused. "You mean you're actually going through with.

this?"

I give him a serious look. "I've never been more certain about anything in my life, Lance. It's time to move on. Time to focus on what really matters."

Lance nods, the teasing glint in his eyes softening as he takes in my words. "Every man's dream, being kept by a beautiful woman. But just so you know, I'm still expecting you to show up Friday, no excuses from hen-pecked house-husbands are acceptable." "I'll be there," I promise, returning to the documents in front of me. "But first, can we just deal with today?"

Lance's attention drifting. His gaze is fixed on something outside the large glass office

follow his line of sight and see a woman at the desk, talking animatedly to my receptionist. She's curvy, sexy,

did ask HR to advertise for some more inclusive staff members the other week, so that might be

isn't she?" Lance

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is inappropriate workplace

us? I think she is, but I

help but smirk. "Focus,

and what

Anyway, the board is here in an hour, and I've ordered breakfast. Do you have all the financials ready for them? I

way to the door. "Sure, sure. I'm just going to see what all the fuss is about. I'll be right

Keep it in your pants for one

be long.

your shorts, as usual," I mutter as he strides out

its magic as he approaches the woman and she calms down

return my focus to

the woman's voice rises again, and I look out there, it's clear she's not happy. She's gesturing wildly, and Lance is doing his best to calm her down. I watch as he engages her in conversation, then glances over his shoulder back at me, a serious expression

words with the woman before turning back toward the office. He walks in, his face a little paler than before. Behind him, the woman and four other people, one young man and three. younger women are staring straight at me through the

stepping back into the office and hitting the auto-tint on the windows. The glass darkens, blocking out the stares of the people outside. "We've got

an eyebrow. "What kind

there... they're claiming to be

"What?"

the guy with her? She says he's your half-brother. The women with them are his sisters. "He explains again like I didn't hear the first time. I lean back in my chair. Greg's wife? Kids? From Cuba? That actually makes a lot of sense to me. Greg was away a lot. He was a lot of things-an