The boardroom emptied like a tide pulling away from shore heels clicking, folders closing, voices murmuring about quarterly numbers and design briefs. I stayed seated, calm on the outside, adrenaline humming beneath my skin like a second pulse.
Edward had watched me the entire meeting.
Every. Single. Word.
I ignored him with surgical precision, responding only to Mr. Damian, addressing Camilla with fake pleasantries, never once acknowledging the man who sat three seats to my left the man who had once let another woman crawl into our marriage bed while I stood helpless.
Now?
Now he could sit in silence and watch me shine.
“Impressive presentation,” he said finally, his deep voice brushing the edge of my hearing as I gathered my notepad.
I stood without looking at him. “Glad someone t
