Mr. CEO Your Wife Has Wanted a Divorce for a Long Time

---- Chapter 406 Realizing Glen was there for Maggie, Franklin paused, gave him a brief look, and left without comment. Watching Franklin walk away, then taking in Maggie-fresh from the shower, in sleepwear-Glen's brows knit, understanding dawning a beat later. Clearly, Franklin, too, had come looking for her. But Franklin and Maggie shouldn't have any reason to intersect. If it were business, Mr. Claremont would speak to Johnny; there was no need for Franklin to show up at Maggie's door at this hour.

Catching his thoughtful look, Maggie could guess where his mind had gone, but she didn't explain. "It's late. What's up?" "[had a few new ideas," Glen said. "Thought we could talk them through." He meant work ideas, of course. ---- "Come in," Maggie said. She had a large suite with a separate work area. Once he sat on the sofa, he couldn't help asking, "Why did Mr.

Neither she nor Franklin had looked the least bit guilty when he'd bumped into them, which told him there was nothing between them. Still, he couldn't fathom why Franklin would personally show up. Maggie

a lifetime ago. Maggie moved on to business. Glen had, yes, come with work in mind-but he'd be lying if he said there wasn't ---- the slightest personal motive. As they discussed, his gaze kept drifting: her damp hair, the sheen at her collarbone... His throat went dry. He looked away abruptly, cleared his throat, and said, "Maybe dry your hair

Franklin: [Isabella says you still haven't replied.] The reminder jogged her memory-she really had nearly