Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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324 No Games Here (Jayden)

As soon as Winona's face disappears from the screen, lean back in my chair and exhale, rubbing my hands over my face. The call didn't go quite how I'd hoped.

I want her to feel more connected to what I'm doing here, but maybe I was pushing it, throwing Sofia into the mix like that. Winona didn't seem too thrilled, and it wasn't just the timing Sofia seemed to think Winona would be okay with it. I better double check the hour next time.

I'm sure

e it's to

's tough being apart. But hey, at least you've got plenty to keep you occupied here. Plus, I'm here to make sure you don't get too lonely." She flicks her hair over her shoulder.

"Right, yeah. Thanks." I give a small, awkward chuckle, trying to refocus on work.

Before I can say anything else, the door swings open, and Astrid Koenig storms in like a gust of wind. She doesn't even knock, just strides in as if she owns the place-which, let's face it, she might as well.

She's all sharp angles and business, her platinum blonde hair in its usual sleek bob, her piercing blue eyes locked on Sofia with laser precision.

"Sofia," Astrid says, her voice icy but firm. "Your presence is no longer required."

Sofia visibly stiffens, her easy going demeanor faltering under Astrid's stare. "I was just "

Astrid cuts her off with a sharp wave. "I'm well aware of what you were doing. You have work to do." The finality in her tone is unmistakable, and there's no room for argument. "You might familiarize yourself with the personal relationship policy in your spare time." With a forced brightness, Sofia says, "Well, if you need anything. Jayden, you know where to find me."

Then she turns and walks out.

Astrid's eyes track her exit before turning back to me. "Mr. Brennan," she begins, and it's clear I'm about to get a lecture. "I advise you to keep a clear head when it comes to Ms. Fernandez."

like that. Sofia's just helping me

lips twitch into a tight, humorless smile. "Supportive? Let me remind you of Nexus Global's

be dismissed, I can assure you Ms. Fernadez can and will be, if there is any proof of things being more than

up my hands in mock

is a workplace, Mr. Brennan, not a playground. Nexus

taken aback by her intensity. "There's nothing personal going on," I insist, feeling the need to defend myself. "I love my wife,

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finishes, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "Yes, you've mentioned that. But understand this: at

If someone can't manage that, they're gone. You have more responsibility than anyone else to not give anyone a reason to assume you need support."

shift in my seat, still trying to regain my footing. "I get that, but I also don't see the harm in fostering a mutually helpful work environment. We're all on the same

and perform their duties, or they're replaced. It's that simple." She's not just

least of all me.

Brennan, I don't have much

but I keep my face neutral, not letting her see

vision, decisiveness, and the ability to make difficult choices without hesitation. I haven't seen 'any of that

Nexus Global, is so much bigger

this

Astrid's making it feel like an

to be Gus," I say, my voice steady but quiet. "I came here to be

did hold out hope that something brushed off from your parentage, if not Gus then perhaps

no interest in being anything

name to me.

brow, clearly unimpressed. "Your loss. Understand this, Mr. Brennan-Nexus Global doesn't allow for trial and error. Either you succeed, or you fail, There's no middle

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