William’s POV
I sat on the roof of my sprawling mansion, a newspaper spread out across my lap. My legs were crossed, my ankles elegantly crossed, my Italian leather loafers gleaming in the sunlight. The breeze was cool and refreshing, and I felt contented and at peace. That is, until I heard a loud and angry voice coming from below. I looked over the edge of the roof and saw Isabella, my wife, storming towards me. She looked furious, her eyes blazing with rage. I put down my newspaper and prepared myself for a confrontation.
I looked at Isabella, my face a mask of confusion. "What's the matter?" I asked, my voice even and calm. She pointed at the newspaper in my hand, and I looked down at the headline. "Popular Tech Company CEO, William, Sells Company to Former Wife, Tessa." I read the
