Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart by Hayley

Chapter 20

Richard POV.

I sat in my office, staring at the market reports on my desk. Sales were steady, but something felt off.

There was this new company, 'Vitalé Wellness,' that had come out of nowhere, eating into our market share.

It was small at first, just a blip, but now... it was getting hard to ignore.

"Who the hell are these people?" I muttered to myself, flipping through the pages. Vitalé was different.

They weren't just another supplement brand; they were doing something new, something that was catching people's attention.

My phone buzzed. It was Clara. She was the marketing director and was supposed to have more information about this new player. "Got a minute?" I asked, already feeling the irritation creeping in.

"Sure, Sir?" Clara's voice came through the line, calm and collected as always.

"Have you seen the latest market reports?" I asked. "There's a company called Vitalé Wellness. They're becoming a real problem."

"Yeah, I've seen them," Clara replied. "They've been making some smart moves, integrating tech with wellness. It's a different angle."

"Different angle," I repeated, annoyed. "What do they think this is, Silicon Valley? We've been doing this for years. How is some new startup getting ahead?"

solid strategy. Personalized supplements, smart tech... It's what the market's

do about it? Just sit

through this before. We need to adapt. Maybe we take a closer look at what they're doing, and see if there's something we can

this. The idea that some new company could just waltz in and start

was right. We had to figure out what

them. Who's behind this Vitalé? I want

"I'll have a full report by

the ceiling. Vitalé Wellness. The name alone made me

that I wasn't used to. But I wasn't about

that everyone seemed to follow now. They had some kind of app too, something that

it," I muttered. This wasn't how things were supposed to go. I had a plan, a trajectory. Then out of nowhere comes this company, making everything look... old.

tech, and

who the hell was behind all of this? How did they come up with this approach so quickly? And why did it feel like

my head. Maybe I was just being paranoid. It was just business. Nothing

where to hit to make it hurt. And I was going to

thoughts about Vitalé Wellness. By the time I pulled into the driveway, the sun

unwind, maybe have a

room, flipping through some glossy magazine. She looked up with a bright smile that didn't quite match my mood. "Richard, guess what?" she chirped, her voice a little too bright for my

to show off my new ring. You

to hear about some party or that ring. I took a deep breath, trying to keep

she just kept going, oblivious. "Oh, come on, Richard! It'll be fun. Everyone's going to be there, and I want to make sure we have the best table. It'll be a great chance to network and-" "I said not now!" I snapped, louder than I intended. The words echoed through the