The invitation said 8 PM. Dinner.But the location he sent wasn't a restaurant.
It was the 32nd floor of Sterling Tower.
His company. His territory.
I stood in front of the glass doors in a black pantsuit, hair pinned back, no jewelry except the watch I bought myself after the divorce. The one he called "cheap."
The security guard almost didn’t let me in.
"Ma’am, this is a private board meeting."
"I know," I smiled, holding up my shareholder ID. "I'm on the board now."
His face when I walked in...
Priceless.
The long mahogany table. 12 chairs. 12 shareholders. And the smell of Ethan’s cologne I used to love.
At the head of it, Ethan Carter. My ex-husband. My betrayer. The man who took everything and thought I’d disappear.
He was mid-sentence about quarterly losses when I pulled out a chair. Right across from him. The one he always saved for himself.
"Sorry I'm late," I said sweetly. "Traffic from my office."
His jaw ticked. "This meeting isn't for you, Ava Sterling."
"Ava Sterling?" I corrected him, voice soft. "Oh wait. I dropped the Carter."
The other board members shifted. Whispers filled the room
Ethanslammed his folder. "Security—"
"Don't bother." A woman in a grey suit stood up from the corner. Ms. Dube, his CFO. The one he trusted most.
"She's right. As of 6 PM today, Ms. Ava Sterling acquired 8% of Sterling Group shares."
The room went silent
Ethan stared