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Chapter 39 The Vote

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The formal notice arrived at 9:03 a.m. in a sealed envelope delivered by a junior associate who would not meet Chloe’s eyes.

She opened it at the kitchen island while Marcus stood on the other side of the room, phone pressed to his ear, listening to someone from legal. The language was clean, bloodless, and final.

Per Board Resolution 47-B, all residual system access, advisory credentials, building clearances, and internal communications privileges previously held by Chloe Vance are hereby susp
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  • Divorced at Midnight, Desired by Dawn   Chapter 39 The Vote

    The formal notice arrived at 9:03 a.m. in a sealed envelope delivered by a junior associate who would not meet Chloe’s eyes.She opened it at the kitchen island while Marcus stood on the other side of the room, phone pressed to his ear, listening to someone from legal. The language was clean, bloodless, and final.Per Board Resolution 47-B, all residual system access, advisory credentials, building clearances, and internal communications privileges previously held by Chloe Vance are hereby suspended pending the conclusion of the ongoing security investigation and market stabilization review. Review scheduled in thirty days. Effective immediately.Thirty days.Chloe read it twice. The paper did not change.Marcus ended his call. The silence that followed was louder than any argument they had thrown at each other the night before.“You knew this was coming,” she said.“I knew they would formalize it.” His voice was carefully level. “I did not know they would push it through this quickly

  • Divorced at Midnight, Desired by Dawn   Chapter :38 Midnight

    The penthouse was dark except for the city light spilling through the windows.Chloe sat on the edge of the low sofa, elbows on her knees, staring at the black screen of the restricted phone. It was past midnight. Marcus had been in the study for hours, the low murmur of calls bleeding under the door until even that had gone quiet. She had not slept. Every time she closed her eyes she saw the roof, Charlie’s easy smile, and the way Marcus had stepped between them like a man claiming territory he no longer trusted.The study door opened.Marcus walked out in shirtsleeves, the top two buttons undone, hair pushed back as if he had been running his hands through it for hours. He stopped when he saw her still awake.“You should be in bed.”“So should you.”He moved to the sideboard and poured two fingers of whiskey he did not drink. The silence stretched, thick with everything they had not said since the roof.“Charlie Higgins,” Marcus said finally, voice low. “How long has he been contact

  • Divorced at Midnight, Desired by Dawn   Chapter 37 The Approach

    Chloe did not expect the message to arrive on the restricted phone.It came through as a blank text from an unknown number at 2:17 p.m., while Marcus was on a secure call in the study and the penthouse had settled into its usual tense quiet. She almost deleted it. Then the second message followed.Roof garden. Twenty minutes. Come alone. I have something on Arthur that you need.No name. No signature. But the phrasing carried an old familiarity she had not heard in years.Charlie Higgins.She stared at the screen until the words blurred. Charlie had been Marcus’s college roommate, then an early investor, then a man who drifted to the edges of their world when the money got serious. He smiled too easily. He remembered every favor and every slight. The last time she had seen him was at a charity gala eighteen months ago, watching Vanessa with an expression Chloe had never been able to read.This could be a trap. It almost certainly was.She looked toward the closed study door. Marcus’s

  • Divorced at Midnight, Desired by Dawn   Chapter 36 :Old Records

    The penthouse remained silent long after the muted television went dark.Chloe stood at the window until the clinic footage stopped looping on every channel. Then she turned away from the glass and the city that had already accepted the new story. Marcus would return eventually. Security would rotate. The world would keep spinning on the version of events Vanessa had just cemented on the clinic steps.She had no intention of waiting quietly for any of it.The second bedroom had a small desk and a laptop the staff had provided—clean, restricted, supposedly safe. Chloe sat down, rolled the sleeves of the oversized shirt higher, and bypassed the guest login with an old administrative credential she had never surrendered. It should have been dead after the board resolution. It was not. Someone in IT had been careless, or loyal, or both.The Vance International internal archive opened like a door that had only been pretending to lock.She started with ownership filings. Incorporation docum

  • Divorced at Midnight, Desired by Dawn   Chapter 35: Medical Updates

    The call came at 7:14 a.m.Marcus stood in the penthouse kitchen with a cup of untouched coffee, watching the city shake itself awake through the rain-streaked glass. Chloe had not come out of the second bedroom. The door remained closed, the silence behind it deliberate. He had spent most of the night in the chair opposite that door, listening for any sound that might mean she needed something—or that someone had tried to reach her again.His phone vibrated against the counter. Vanessa’s name lit the screen.He almost let it go to voicemail. Almost.“Marcus.” Her voice was soft, carefully fragile. “I didn’t want to bother you so early, but the doctor just called. There’s an update.”He closed his eyes. “What kind of update.”“They want me to come in for additional monitoring. The stress from the hospital incident… they said it might have affected things. They’re concerned about elevated levels. I—I didn’t know who else to call.” A small, shaky breath. “I know things are complicated r

  • Divorced at Midnight, Desired by Dawn   Chapter 34 The Penthouse

    The penthouse was too quiet.Chloe stood in the center of the living room with her arms crossed, still wearing the soft gray lounge clothes the hospital had provided. The private elevator had delivered her twenty minutes earlier under heavy security. No press. No cameras. Just the soft hiss of the doors and the knowledge that every exit was now controlled by the man standing across from her.Marcus had taken off his jacket and tie. The top button of his shirt was open, sleeves rolled to the elbows. He looked like he had fought a war in a boardroom and refused to admit he was bleeding.“Sit down,” he said.“I’d rather stand.”He dragged a hand through his hair, the first visible crack. “You were discharged against medical advice.”“I was discharged because the board just erased what little access I had left. There was no reason to occupy a private suite when I’ve been formally declared a liability.” Her voice stayed even. “Congratulations, by the way. I heard the resolution passed clea

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