Chapter 24

Richard's POV.

It involved Sarah? What does that mean? The TV flickered on, and Martin stepped aside, giving me a clear view.

My head was still spinning from the argument with Susan, but the moment I saw the headline flash across the screen, all thoughts of her vanished. "Vitalé Wellness CEO Sarah Williams Makes Waves in New Markets"

Sarah's face filled the screen, and I froze.

"What the fuck is going on, Sarah is the CEO of Vitale?" I asked no one in particular.

She was sitting at some press event, dressed in a sleek, fitted suit that made her look more confident than I ever remembered.

Her smile was calm, and collected, like she had everything figured out.

She leaned forward slightly as a reporter asked her something, and when she answered, it was like watching someone else entirely.

And then, out of nowhere, he appeared.

Wesley.

Wesley freaking Stan, sitting right beside her with that smug grin on his face. My heart dropped to my stomach, and for a second, I couldn't even process what I was seeing. "Is that-?" Martin started again, still processing. "Is that Wesley sitting next to Sarah?"

I couldn't answer. I was too stunned, my heart pounding as I watched them on live TV, cozy as ever.

Sarah was talking, smiling even, like this was some sort of joke.

"What the hell...," I whispered, barely recognizing my own voice. "What the hell is going on? How the hell did they meet?"

me, but he didn't say anything. He didn't have

with Sarah, at a press event for the company

in my throat, the familiar rage building. Sarah, of all people, with

see this coming? I should've known.

Sarah," one of the reporters called, "what's the next step for Vitalé Wellness? Do you have plans

her as she answered, barely listening to the words. She was confident, more confident than I'd ever seen her

she was fragile, someone who needed me to make the

me that

was doing just

her, whispering something in her ear, and I wanted to

and the jealousy I

our customers has been overwhelming." We. She said we. Wesley was part of that,

hell is this?" I muttered. "Since when does Sarah know anything about this

the screen as more questions about the

growth, and new markets-like

were

to Spanish like it

if the universe wanted to

you feel personal matters could

out of me. My hands gripped the edge of the couch, and I

be the one she looked at for support. It should've been me. She smiled softly, her voice calm. "My personal life is separate from my professional life. I've worked hard to

head. Bullshit. She just pushed 'me' away like

that you and Mr. Wesley are more than

leaned forward, my heart pounding in my chest. No, no way.

off any suspense. "Sarah and I are in a

The word was halfway out of my mouth before

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