Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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412 Playing Chess (Judy)

London's pulse beats with an energy I've always found exhilarating. I walk through the busy streets with a sense of ownership of life, bending chaos to my will, whether the people around me realize it or not. Life is mine, a chessboard on which I move my pieces, and today, I'm preparing to play one of my most significant moves.

The queen can move anywhere she wants.

Sliding into the back of my town car, I pull out my phone. The screen lights up with a string of updates from my contacts. Information from Gus's estate staff flows to me like clockwork.

A constant stream of intel I've worked hard to cultivate, weaving my influence so tightly into every corner of Jayden's world that nothing escapes me. Even the smallest whispers reach my ears.

Jayden, my brilliant but stubborn son, is back in London, and the ripples I set in motion turned into a tsunami. It's a beautiful thing, really, watching how easily people fracture when you know which strings to pull.

The fight. The accusations. Winona, that ever-present thorn in my side, is almost out of my life for good.

I chuckle, the sound cold and sharp, echoing in the confined space. Jayden's spiraling, and I'm right here, ready to catch him-or redirect him-when he inevitably comes looking for answers.

Because he will. He always does. The poor boy has never truly broken free, no matter how much he thinks

he has.

I tap out a message, pausing to make sure every word is perfect. Manipulation is a delicate craft, and I've

been one for blunt

I'm so sorry you had to see those photos. She is not right for you. I'm only a call away. You must be devastated right

and lean back, tapping

might ignore me at first, but he won't be able to for long.

well blown to a million pieces, I'd say... and when he's vulnerable, he's always more... receptive to my influence. His heart

driver opens the penthouse apartment building doors, and I sweep inside, my mind

it will be when Jayden finally sees things clearly. The penthouse is immaculate, every piece of furniture perfectly arranged, just like the life

back where he belongs. I need

the marble counter, scanning the messages on my phone. No reply yet. Good. Let him stew, let him wonder what

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mind, twisting like

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slightly as she steps into the room, her expression perfectly composed. "Madam, here are the financial reports you requested from Nexus London," she says, placing the files

the coffee table.

dismissive hand. "Thank you," I say, barely sparing the reports a glance. The intricacies of the London scandal are important, of course, but not nearly as satisfying as watching the

need

"That will be all."

pick up a crystal glass, pouring myself a measure of brandy. Lance's involvement

he loved and trusted the most. It all works so well, doesn't it? The more tangled this web becomes, the harder it will be for Jayden to

savoring the burn. Winona has always been a problem, but she's not my primary focus. Jayden is. He's the key to

that I've always known what's best for him, I'll have won. Then we'll go on to build the Brennan empire bigger and better, together. A future he can't even begin to