Three years flew by.
During a vicious corporate bidding war, the core assets of Holden Group were acquired by a powerful investment firm.
When the completely defeated Julian signed the final equity transfer agreement and looked up at the buyer's representative, he froze solid. Standing across the polished mahogany table was me.
I was wearing a sharply tailored, designer black power suit. My hair was pulled back into an elegant, authoritative updo. My gaze was piercing yet perfectly composed, radiating the aura of a seasoned corporate shark.
I was no longer the naive girl who would blush at his compliments, nor was I the hysterical wife begging him not to leave whenever he threatened divorce.
I was a formidable CEO making headlines in the financial world.
Julian was so used to me
