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Dear CEO, I Want a Divorce Chapter 217
ANTHONY’S POVThe jet landed at dawn, and by the time the wheels hit the tarmac, my phone was already vibrating with messages from Mark.By the time I reached the car waiting outside, he was already there — coat rumpled, tie loosened, eyes bloodshot. That told me everything I needed to know.“Talk to me,” I said, sliding into the back seat beside him.He didn’t waste a second. “The crate sent to St. Xavier’s last week — the one that carried the new stock of Neurofenex painkillers — turned up with packets of green powder inside. Hidden in the bottle casings.”My head snapped toward him. “How the hell is that even possible?”“We contacted the manufacturer in India and they sent us some pretty solid evidence that it wasn’t them… security cameras, badge numbers, quality assurance reports, all of it. Which means…” “It was comprised after it left India.” “The ship stopped in Augusta to fuel up and pick up other stocks before heading to America. Our quality checks there were also pristine,
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ANTHONY’S POVThe weeks passed faster than I could keep up.Möller was thriving — properly thriving for the first time in years. The numbers on the reports almost looked fake. Sixty-eight percent of the clinics and hospitals that had left us were back under contract, and not only that — they were paying double.Somewhere in the middle of those figures, I started laughing. Quietly at first, then loud enough that Mark had to look up from his laptop and ask what was so funny.“MedDirect,” I said, shaking my head. “They thought they’d destroy us.”He grinned. “And we’re doing better than ever. I know, it’s insane!” The irony wasn’t lost on me. Peter had tried to burn me out of my own industry, and instead, he’d handed me the leverage to reinvent it. I made a mental note to send him a thank-you card — or maybe a framed copy of our quarterly earnings report.For once, business wasn’t my entire world.Because in between calls and strategy meetings, I had Donna.Having her in the house chang
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OSTARA’S POVThe week flew by faster than I expected.Donna had settled into the rhythm of Anthony’s new home like she’d been born there. She spent her mornings painting in the sunroom, afternoons chasing Mark’s dog through the garden, and evenings curled up beside Anthony, listening to stories she’d already heard a hundred times.It was beautiful to watch.It also made leaving harder.“I’ll miss you, mummy,” she said that morning, her voice small against my shoulder as she hugged me.I kissed her hair. “I’ll miss you too, baby. But I’ll be back soon, alright?”She looked up at me with those wide, honey-brown eyes. “Promise?”“I promise.”Anthony appeared by the doorway, sleeves rolled, still holding the mug of coffee he’d made for me. “Are you sure you can’t stay another week?”I turned to him. “I’ve been away from work long enough. The team needs me.”“Donna would be thrilled.”I smiled faintly. “That’s exactly why I’m leaving now, before she gets used to me being here every day.”H
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OSTARA’S POVBy the second day at the hospital, the atmosphere felt different — lighter somehow. The children had warmed up to us, and Donna, to my quiet relief, had found her rhythm. She wasn’t as shy this time. She colored with a little girl named Mia, who was beaming, and helped Sabrina film the last bit of the campaign.Watching them hold up their chocolate bars and grin for the cameras nearly undid me. For all the corporate polish, this moment felt real — pure. Something good that had come out of everything.When the filming wrapped, the crew packed up, and the hospital staff thanked us, Donna tugged at my hand.“Are we going home now?” she asked.I knelt down beside her. “Not just yet, sweetheart. You’re going with Daddy to New York.”Her eyes went wide, all excitement. “Really? When?”“In a few hours.”She gasped. “What about all my clothes in London?”Anthony, standing nearby with that patient smile he always used with her, leaned down. “We’ll buy you anything you want in New
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PETER’S POVLosing her ruined the plan.I sat behind my desk, the half-empty bottle of whiskey glaring back at me like it knew. The amber light from the lamp cast long shadows across the room — papers, maps, invoices — the wreckage of months spent trying to thread one perfect opportunity together.Ostara Beaumont.She’d been the key.She could have opened doors for me I didn’t even know existed. I had spent months moving my pieces quietly, slowly, until she was finally within reach. And then? Gone. Snatched back into Anthony’s orbit like the universe itself had decided to spit in my face.I pressed my palms flat on the desk, jaw tight. “One goddamn chance,” I muttered. “That’s all I needed.”One chance to make it right — to prove to the mob that I wasn’t selfish, that I wasn’t just another rich man’s mistake playing gangster. One chance to show them I was still one of them.And Enzo blew it. The muscled bufoon. My glass hit the table harder than I meant it to. The sound echoed, shar
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OSTARA’S POVI didn’t want to tell Cameron I’d decided.But I also knew there was no skirting around it.When I got back from the park, the ward was already beginning to empty. Most of the filming was done, and the crew was packing up the equipment. Cameron spotted me first.“You okay?” he asked quietly, his brows lifting with concern.I nodded, exhaling. “All good. Donna just got a bit overwhelmed, that’s all. She’s heading back to the hotel with Bethany.”His expression softened. “Poor thing. It can be a lot for kids to see.”“I know.”He placed a gentle hand on my back — reassuring, not possessive — and together we joined the rest of the team.Sabrina was collecting final shots for the video montage. She handed out little squares of the new Hazelnut-Caramel Crunch to the children who were still around, filming their reactions. A few wrinkled their noses at the texture, others beamed. Cameron stood off to the side, speaking with a hospital representative about the next day’s schedu
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