Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

535 The Boardroom Battle

(Winona)

Today isn't just any meeting-it's the meeting. The one where the board either gets behind my vision for the app's future or decides I'm just a placeholder CEO with a famous name.

I step out of the bedroom, grabbing my portfolio from the dresser. Jayden is in the kitchen like he doesn't have a million things to do before he leaves for Brussels.

He looks up as I walk in, his gaze sweeping over me in that slow, assessing way.

"Wow! Stunning. You look like you could fire everyone before they've even said hello," he says, smirking.

I huff, placing my portfolio into my leather briefcase. "I'm considering it."

"Nervous?"

I scoff. "No."

He raises an eyebrow. "Winona."

"Fine, I'm nervous. Only a lot," I quip.

Jayden folds his arms. "They'd be idiots not to get behind you. You've already proven it's your priority."

"That doesn't mean they're going to just hand me the budget I need," I counter. "The marketing strategy is aggressive. The rebrand isn't cheap. The amount of money I'm asking them to invest is—"

"Exactly what they need to do if they want to dominate the market," he cuts in. "Winona, you know this industry. You know finance. You know people. Lance wouldn't have you in that chair if you weren't the right person for it." I let out a slow breath. He's right, but that doesn't mean I trust these board members will see it that way.

"Go in with no doubts," he says, his voice firm. "You have the numbers to back you up. You have the research. Don't doubt yourself. You've done the work, no go sell the idea with no hesitation."

He's right. "No hesitation."

in me. That's why he left me this. But he also had a habit of throwing people into the deep end just to see if they'd sink or swim. They didn't

"I need

wrist before I can grab my bag. His touch is warm,

if you get in there and you feel strongly that it really isn't for you.

Global will take you with

squeeze his hand before pulling away. "I'll call you as soon as

I push everything else to the back of my mind-Jayden leaving, Kit and River starting, Lisa's confusion with Logan, my fall and everything

***

boardroom is intimidating as hell, but I walk in

seated, some offering polite nods, others barely glancing up. I take my place at the head of the table, setting down

you for making the time," I say, my voice clear, strong. No hesitation. I've met them all before and I've studied

traditional member, says, adjusting his glasses. "We've reviewed your proposal for

necessary," I counter smoothly. "The financial market is evolving.

the

version of the app is outdated, clunky, and struggling to retain users under thirty-five. We're losing market share to newer,

key point-where we're failing, where we can win, and exactly how much it will cost

bold strategy, Mrs. Brennan," one of the women on the board says, tapping her pen against her

is guaranteed. But I do guarantee that if we don't do this, we'll

them exchange looks. Harrow clears his throat. "Your marketing budget is substantial. Why not roll

my head. "Because

you half ass a rebrand. We either commit fully, or we let this app die a slow, embarrassing death.

this

very

profitable right now."

"She's right. The app now is useless. This makes sense." That's all it takes. The momentum shifts. I can see it in their faces-hesitation turning into acceptance, acceptance

relief show. I simply nod.

skills, You could finance this. Why even bother with the