Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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356 The Perfect Storm (Judy)

The next morning, I'm already at my desk, tea in hand, reviewing the photos again. The images are intimate, just on the edge of scandalous.

There's enough innuendo, enough skin, enough suggestion to make Jayden question everything.

This is going to be delicious. I can feel it. The downfall of Winona Nolan is inevitable. She's no Brennan, never will be.

A smile tugs at my lips. It's a victory I've been planning forever. I want Jayden shattered-emotionally wrecked and vulnerable.

I'll remind him that it was always me who stood by him, me who knew what was best for him. Winona is just a con, a fleeting bad phase in his life. I am permanent. I will always be here. The thing about Jayden is, he's too trusting of her.

He thinks just because she's in his life now, she'll always be loyal. But I know people. I know how weak they are, how easy they are to manipulate when you know what buttons to press. And Winona? She's the weakest of them all, throwing herself at men like Phillip and Lance.

I feel the tension and anticipation curling in my gut as I stash the photos back in the safe.

Phillip is coming by this morning to discuss the new marketing campaign for Brennan Industries. I can't risk him seeing the photos. He'll run and tell his precious Winona.

"He's always been a bit of a wildcard-since the idiot fell for her. But more fool him.

I dial the number, waiting as it rings.

"Hello?" comes the smooth voice on the other end.

doubts. Keep it subtle, though. I don't want him to

chuckles. "I can

reply, my voice like ice. "Do what you can to separate them and cause doubt I'll email you some

the voice says

up, satisfied. It won't take much. Just a few well-placed whispers, a comment here and there,

is falling into place. The photos will be the final blow, but for now, I need to let the seeds of doubt

almost hear

didn't she tell me about this? Is she really over Phillip? And

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eat away at him, day by day, until there's nothing left but anger. And when

on

call, straightening my posture,

mask he wears in place. He's good at it, I'll give

curt

I imagine business must

see the irritation flicker in his eyes at

"I've managed.

your own lately anyway. I mean, all those kids,

not here to

Since Winona left, I mean. Do you have enough capital to