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."

snap, but my voice wavers, betraying me. I begin to feel deep inside that my grandfather is not the

would seem, my uncle

what you're doing. Your grandfather isn't the kind of man you double-cross and walk away from." I force myself to meet his gaze. "I'm not playing both sides. I'm just trying to

"If you want to survive, you'd better think about who you're siding with. Because

enters the room, her smile bright but tentative. She's dressed

asks Gus as she

straightens, his demeanor shifting instantly. "Of course. I have a wonderful lunch place picked for us. I've missed you,

turn, but then she pauses, patting her pockets. "I forgot my purse. I'll be right back." She disappears down the hall, leaving me

better watch yourself with her," I say

eyebrow. "And

hurt her,

untouchable but remember who my grandfather is. He

stares at me for a moment, then smirks. "And what about you, Mia? What's your plan?

running to anyone," I snap. "But don't think for a second that I'll just stand by and let you mess

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better be damo sure

I say, my voice steady despite the knot in

where I'm standing, it looks like you're

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

looking forward to talking with you without a guard hovering. Gus nods, stepping back. "And

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