My mother

Chance

“I

didn’t expect you here today,” I told Byron as I sat down behind my desk and he took a chair opposite of me.

He handed me a folder. “Fuck, Byron. I hope this is not information you missed on the merger. We are closing today.”

“It’s not about the merger,” he responded. “It’s about your ex-wife and Lilly.”

I instantly tensed. “What do you mean?”

“Your ex is digging into Lilly, slipping information to tabloids.”

I tightened my fists, anger boiling in my chest. If there was a woman that deserved to be fucking eliminated, it was that bitch. There wasn’t a single bone in that woman’s body that worried about anyone else but herself. Her son was lucky to have his father, because he certainly didn’t get his manners from his alcoholic mother. For all my disagreements at Jonathan’s betrayal, I couldn’t take that from him.

“What does she know?” I questioned him, as I ran through the folder. It seemed there were only facts there.

“Not much,” he responded. “Facts only. It doesn’t prevent