MasukA woman brought in a tray with a carafe of water, three crystal glasses, and a small plate of delicate pastries, leaving immediately after she set them down on the table.Wren nodded Felix was staring at her oddly.She raised her eyebrows, silently mouthing “What?”He pointed two of his fingers at his own eye, then gestured minutely towards her.Wren, confused, touched her own cheek and realised some part of her fallen false lashes had stuck to her undereye.She plucked the strand off her face, looking away like nothing happened.Soon, a man walked in, and it wasn’t Hector.He was tall, probably in his early forties, with sharp, good-looking features. He wore a beautifully tailored navy suit without a tie.“My sincerest apologies for keeping you waiting,” he said in a cultured baritone as he walked around the desk to shake their hands. “Unavoidable delays.”He acted like a gentleman, but there was
On the large screen in the conference room was a short list. Wren was standing in front of the screen, tapping her pointer against the glass next to the first name.“We’ve narrowed it down to three possible investors to cover the money Ashner pulled out. We’ve done the first round of checks, and the options are getting fewer.” She moved the pointer down the list. “The SHAR-AFAI group works too closely with one of our competitors. And the Dubai office is asking for terms we just can’t agree to.” The pointer stopped on the last name. “So that leaves one main option if we want to move ahead: Primavera Holdings.”She clicked the remote, and a logo appeared on the screen. “They’re a Mexican-based investment firm that buys and grows small to mid-sized companies. The money is there, and their terms are the most straightforward we’ve seen. Hopefully this works out. It has to.”While she was speaking
That bizarre offer from Hector Guzman was still on Felix’s mind.Was it wise? The ‘investing’ part was clearly a front door something else. But getting his company back from Ellington Innovations was the real bait. They in obviously weren’t planning to sweetly convince Wren to hand Morell Industries back.Coercion. Blackmail. Leverage. These, and many others could be used to force her hand.Felix could already guess who it was calling his phone for the umpteenth time.“Have you seen the lawyer? Did you follow up? What is the plan?”“I’m looking into some stuff.”“What stuff? You of all people should know we don't have any time for gallivanting. My life is currently a mess and you expect me keep waiting on “some stuff”? Look if I need up dying in this mess, my blood will be on your neck, and I will continue to haunt you, hear me?!”She screamed the last words so loud that
The GPS voice was calm and robotic in the quiet car. Felix followed the directions, turning off the main highway to smaller and smaller roads with no signs. Agnes’s message was still on his phone in the passenger seat: 5 o’clock is the time, don’t be late. He wasn’t going there. He was here instead.This was risky. Stupid, even. Felix knew that. He could be driving right into a trap Wren set up. Or he could walk into a room full of people with cameras, ready to humiliate him on a livestream.Or (and this was the thought keeping his hands steady on the wheel), it could be real.This unknown caller might be someone who actually wanted to help. But this was even scarier, because if they wanted to help Felix, they’d want something back in return, and it might be something bigger than a company he didn’t even own anymore.The lawyer Agnes found was the safe, logical option. Wasn't it better to fight with paperwork and legal cases?
"I must tell you, it was really creepy. Especially when that idiot Ashner said something about us having an affair, and Felix didn’t deny it. He just looked at him and said ‘What’s it to you?’ What the hell?”Grace whistled. “Oof. Okay, that’s bold. He was clearly enjoying it, though. Wouldn’t you? It’s not like he has much else going on in his life right now, thanks to you. A little drama in the boardroom, stirring things up, it’s probably the most exciting thing that’s happened to him in months.”Wren rolled her eyes and flopped sake into the mattress. “Don’t give me sympathy. He made this mess himself.”“Do you think he’s actually changed though? I mean, acting like the perfect secretary…do you think he’s learned his lesson and is genuinely humble now? Or is this just a trick?”“You already know the answer. Of course it’s manipul
The instant Felix sat in his car, he got a call from an unknown number. Lately, paranoia was his new normal. It could be a reporter trying to get a hold of him for some cheap exclusive. How did they always manage to get their hands on his contact no matter how many times he changed it?“Hello?”“Do you want to get your company back?”Felix was immediately taken back by the sudden question.“Who is this?”“Do you want to get your company back?” the person repeated.“Of course I want to get my company back,” Felix snapped in irritation. “What kind of a question is that? Who are you?”“Well, we can help you ““Help me how?”“You should come meet us at the address we’ll send. Come whenever you’re ready to talk.” Then the line went dead.Felix stared at the screen of the phone in awe. His heart was also beating very fast
“I’m heading out to meet Sharon.”Wren looked up from the mug she had been staring into, watching the tea bag bleed colour into hot water. “Everything okay?”“Yeah, fine. Just some stuff to go over. You know how it is,” Grace answered lightl
“Has he heard?” Wren asked Omar.There was only one person whose knowledge of her downfall mattered in this particular way. And their awareness of her humiliation would be a secondary punishment layered over the first. But that was kind of a useless question anyway, because of course, her father wo
“Yes I understand, but I’m still not leaving my apartment because of that. Don’t worry. I’ll be fine. Aside from AJ being around, Grace is also staying with me.”Omar sighed on the other end. “That man died in police custody, I’m sure you und
Bianca showed up at Felix’s office the next morning with the PR report for the day. Felix looked up from his desk when she entered and their eyes met. He knew she had found a way back into work, and honestly he knew there was nothing he could do about it without causing a ruckus with her. “Morning







