lle

, Executi

nal clearance form. As I approached the CEO's o

ourtney's cold, indifferent voice drifted out. I could h

ed in m

ted. "She submitted her resignation. She also said n

ng of pape

today?" Courtney asked,

. She was actually on sick leave tod

k le

about my resignation, yet he

gle day off in three years. It mus

r, metallic clink of him flicking his custom Zippo lighter open and shut

oice cut through the silence, terrifyingly cold. "But Blair's mess must be cleaned up through her hands. If s

my knuckles turning whi

also sent over a document via cou

Courtney dismiss

t that meant. Anything from me was

walk over to a cabinet in the corner of th

sen ties and cufflinks, handmade gifts... and an exquisite sports tracking drone model. Because Trevino

ched, covered in a

ssed my brown cour

cabinet doo

alked away. There was

ortly after, relaying Courtne

quiet of my car, and suddenly, the entire

al infidelity. I was his hidden wife, meaning Blair wa

I be the one to handle her mess-he

le world would look back and see it: the person who publicly cleared Blair'

pproval, Blair could never be branded as a homewrecker. N

at. If I refused to play along, once I walked out the doors of Trevino Sports & Enterta

completely sev

g every ruthless measure he had, all