Too bad for them, I was on the ninety-ninth floor.
From that high up, their shouting barely reached me. It didn't disturb me in the slightest.
That said, having that whole circus begging outside Stout Group was hardly doing the city any favors.
Not long after, my secretary went downstairs to give them my answer.
"Mr. Gomez, my boss asked me to make this perfectly clear. She and Wyatt are already in the middle of divorce proceedings, and she is no longer his wife. If you keep making baseless accusations and harming her reputation, she will see you in court."
The color drained from Miles' face, and every trace of swagger he had left vanished.
He dropped to the ground and started begging beside the pavement.
"Please. Please ask Ms. Stout to see me. Just once. I only need five minutes!"
