Bernard POV
I sat in my office after Vanya left, staring at the contracts spread across my desk and feeling like my entire world had collapsed. The woman I had divorced because I thought she was worthless now owned my company. The woman I had called stupid and useless was now my boss. The woman I had tried to destroy was now controlling my professional fate.
This couldn't be real. This had to be some kind of nightmare that I would wake up from soon.
But the contracts were real. My signature was real. The two million dollars in my bank account was real. And the fact that Vanya Reed now owned fifty-one percent of Fredrick Construction was terrifyingly, impossibly real.
I picked up my phone and called the first lawyer I could find online.
"Law Offices of Mitchell and Associates," a recep
