Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

523 Advice

(Mia)

Gus walks through the living room slowly, his gaze flicking over the ornate furnishings, the heavy curtains, the marble-topped tables.

His fingers trail along the edge of a sideboard, and for a moment, he looks lost in thought.

"You okay?"

He glances at me. "It's strange being here without her and having all her stuff still here. I'll see that it's all collected. There's some valuable pieces here."

"Judy's gone," I say bluntly, shrugging my shoulders. "You'll have to get used to it. This place is part of Brennan Industries now, I believe."

His mouth tightens, and he doesn't respond. Instead, he turns his attention to the window, looking out at the street below. I don't know what he's thinking, and honestly, I don't care. Gus being here isn't my concern-what he wants is. I know he says he's here to pick up Mama, but that doesn't fool me.

"You didn't come here to reminisce," I say. "What do you want?"

He turns back to me, his eyes narrowing slightly. "I want to know where your grandfather is."

My stomach flips, but I keep my expression neutral. "He's in custody. You know that."

"Don't lie to me, Mia," he says, his voice low and dangerous. "You and I both know he's not in custody. So where is he?"

I bristle, lifting my chin. "How should I know? I haven't spoken to him since I gave my statement and they arrested him."

Gus steps closer, his presence suddenly overwhelming. "You're lying."

wavers, betraying me. I begin to feel deep inside that my grandfather

seem, my uncle

"If you're trying to play both sides, Mia, you need to think very carefully about what you're doing. Your grandfather isn't the kind of man you double-cross and walk away from."

survive, you'd better think about who you're siding with. Because if you choose the wrong side,

smile bright but tentative. She's

she asks Gus as

I have a wonderful lunch

pauses, patting her pockets. "I forgot my purse. I'll be right

my arms, stepping closer to him. "You'd better watch yourself

raises an eyebrow. "And why's

hurt her,

think you're untouchable but remember who my grandfather is. He might

a moment, then smirks. "And what about you, Mia? What's your plan? Run back to your grandfather if things don't go your way

a second that I'll just

in slightly,

the one playing

game, Mia. And

à outmaneuver your net

better be damo sure you know what you're

my voice steady despite the knot

it looks

I can respond, Mama returns, her purse in hand. She smiles at us, oblivious to the tension hanging in the

much looking forward to talking with you without a guard hovering.

door, I trail behind them, my mind racing. "Have a wonderful lunch. "Mama, do you have your key?" "Yes, Mia. I do