Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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"Welcome, monsieur Brennan," he says, his French accent sharp as ever. "Gus's estate is now yours, as are its many... intricacies. I hope you can handle all this and respect the traditions."

I don't miss the hint of doubt in his voice. I try not to look too overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of

this place.

"This... is Gus's home?" I ask, glancing back at the massive structure behind us. "Fuck, it's mental

"Indeed," Hugo replies. "One of several, but this is the crown jewel. A gift from a royal family here in Belgium, many years ago. It has been updated over the years, of course, to meet more modern standards. But the history is rich. And the connections it holds... priceless." "Royal family?"

"Yes. Belgium has a proud royal history, as do many European countries and each of them are carefully kept as allies. We never want to upset or offend any of our connections."

"Here is a list of the gifts just in this last year alone." He hands me a print-out. "You must confer with your advisors before interacting with any of them. And do not accept or refuse any gift without discussing it with me and Sofia."

"I doubt I can fart without clearing it first."

He remains poker-faced. "PR is everything for Nexus Global and you'll find Sofia takes it very seriously She's the best in the world, that's why we employ her."

I read down the list. Royalty, diplomats, oil magnates... these are the people Gus rubbed shoulders with. And now, so will I. Temporarily anyway. Racehorses, diamonds, land, antiques, vehicles. This list is crazy.

"Come, I'll show you around," Hugo says, leading the way inside. Viktor follows behind us.

"There are twenty bedrooms, most with ensuites. There are East and West wings for extended family or VIPs." He hands me another print-out. "This is the floorplan and the grounds. You can explore more at your leisure. You'll find the cellar list and the precious jewelry and gems housed in the vault. Also, a list of the antiques and artwork."

Inside, it's more of the same uber-luxury-marble floors that stretch as far as the eye can see, chandeliers hanging from ceilings that must be fifty feet high.

I'm actually speechless.

glance quickly down each page

Gus had amassed, bottles worth more than some people's houses. Picasso, Rembrandt, the lists

in the proper attire. Follow me to the dressing room." Hugo'says as he sets a fast

want to live like this. I mean she has problems with the extravagance of my penthouse. This place makes

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back as he opens a tall wooden door. "There is no place for modesty in this world, monsieur Brennan. We have it and so we

stare into a room the size of my entire bedroom suite at home. This is just for suits, so

think I'll rent an apartment in Brussels." I mutter as I stare at around one hundred suits of varying

a businessman, monsieur. You are Nexus Global. Your every move, every decision, reflects

shaking my head. "This is ridiculous though... more

says with finality.

life was a different level, something I hadn't fully grasped until now. The servants don't even make eye

anything at all, is done. I have to resist getting caught up in that. But for now, I know I need to give the impression that I'm handling it. We step into the room lined with suits. Hugo walks over to one, pulling

overkill, surely," I

everything here, monsieur Brennan.

fabric. It's softer than anything I've

Sams wealth and power.

in the next room. You choose what you like, and we'll

"Now?"

dignitaries. You will need to be careful. One wrong

off the rack. Immediately there are two young men ushering me.

sir, but

a glove. It does feel amazing. But Winona is not going to be down with servants dressing me. This is

room, a servant approaches with a tray of champagne, offering me a glass. I take one, feeling a

with a tray