Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

516 Striking back

(Mia)

"You know what, Gabriel?" I say, my voice sharp. "Maybe you're not as noble as you want everyone to believe. You think I don't see what you're doing? You're not trying to protect this family. You're trying to control it." He narrows his eyes. "What are you talking about?"

"Don't play dumb," I snap. "You just want Brennan Industries for yourself. That's what this is really about, isn't it? Turning Ana and Eva against me so they'll sell to you."

"That's ridiculous," Gabriel retorts, his tone cold. "I'm protecting the company from you. You've already proven you can't be trusted. Someone has to safeguard what Papá built."

"What Papa started," I say, crossing my arms. "That company was built by Judy Brennan. Our father was an awful businessman. But he loved us, all of us. Don't forget, Gabriel, we all share the same blood. The same father. We all deserve to benefit from the legacy, not just you."

Ana shifts uncomfortably, her eyes darting between us. "Mía, it's not about taking sides—"

"Isn't it?" I cut her off, my gaze fixed on Gabriel. "He's made it about sides. He treats me like I don't belong. Like I'm the black sheep of this family. But guess what, Gabriel? You don't get to decide who deserves a seat at the table. I've worked hard to be at the table." "I'm protecting our sisters," he says through gritted teeth, gesturing to Ana and Eva. "From you. From your mistakes. You think I want this job? This responsibility? I don't. But someone has to make sure the Brennan name doesn't get dragged through the mud because of your poor decisions."

"Our father never even gave us his name, he lied," I say, my voice trembling but firm. "DNA gave us the Brennan name. All four of us. You don't get to act like you're the only one entitled or capable."

Eva speaks up, her tone hesitant but firm. "Gabriel, Mía has a point. We all deserve a say in what happens with Brennan Industries. It's not just yours to protect. I'm not selling my shares to either of you." Gabriel sighs and his shoulders drop, but he doesn't respond verbally. He knows I've won this battle.

Ana nods, her voice softer. "Mía, we just need to know that we can trust you moving forward. That's all we're asking. And that you'll be safe. We worry about you."

done with Abuelo," I say, my voice steady. "But I can't trust my own brother if all he's going to do is undermine me

I've made mistakes, yes, but I'm still part of this family. You're not going to push me out. Stop trying to be the golden child-" Mama's voice cuts like

exhaustion. I realize she looks older. Tired. This has all taken its toll on her. I'm sorry for my part in that.

here," she says firmly. "You are all my

put my head down

is

other apart. Gabriel, Mía is right-this legacy belongs to all of you. But Mía, Gabriel has a right

the youngest. I have no voice. I'm never seen." "Nonsense. You

everything. Even now she can't

if you acted like an adult and not a spoiled child,

my daughter. Yes, you are my baby.

words hit me harder than

myself to take a breath,

I

inside me "Mama Thear you," I say

done with

time to prove it to

her grip trembling. "I don't need promises, mi hija. I need you to be safe. That's all I

holding her gaze. "I'll make you