Semua Bab Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband: Bab 381 - Bab 390

(Jayden)The Nexus Global London office sprawls before me in slick, minimalist decor—glass walls, polished stone floors, and a sterile, almost clinical sense of order.I’m here, and the cool indifference emanating from the walls almost dares me to feel out of place. But I won’t give them the satisfaction. I’ve done my research and I’m ready to battle.We step into the boardroom, and the low hum of conversation dies immediately. My eyes scan the table, taking in the steely expressions.The London team looks at me like I’m here to disrupt their carefully curated world. I’m the outsider, the American, the wild card disrupting their routine, and the disdain isn’t exactly subtle.I don’t let it rattle me. This is my company now.At the head of the table sits Grayson Whitmore. Late forties, silver at the temples, his suit cut to perfection and his demeanor radiating the cold, meticulous confidence of someone who’s run this show for years.His air of superiority is so quintessentially Britis

(Jayden) “This is not the level of management Gus tolerated, and I won’t put up with incompetence either.”Grayson’s face flickers with shock, quickly masked by that mask of politeness. He straightens his posture, clearly readying himself for another lecture, but I don’t give him the chance.“We hire strategists here, not outdated relics clinging to tradition.” My words are precise, each one landing with a deliberate sting. “This isn’t a game for you to play by your own rules.”Grayson forces a smile. “Mr. Brennan, perhaps if you took the time to understand our approach instead of—”“Understand?” I interrupt. “The only thing I understand is that you’ve misled this company, mismanaged it. You lost a crucial deal due to pure negligence. The time for your excuses is over, Grayson. You’re a liability.”A murmur ripples through the room, a few of the other executives glancing at Grayson, visibly uncomfortable. Good. Let them squirm.Grayson’s smile is gone now, replaced by a steely glare.

(Winona)I take a step back, assessing the open-plan kitchen, dining, and family room. It’s finally coming together. Fresh flowers from the garden fill vases on the counter.The windows gleam, and through them, I can see the forested areas and mountains. Every view, every little touch, feels like it belongs to us.Keeping myself busy with this house has become more than a distraction. Each polished surface, each thoughtfully placed piece, feels like a tiny triumph over the panic that keeps creeping in.I need to focus on things I can control—the endless arrangement of pillows, the organization of drawers, the flow of each room. These are things that make sense. Things I can handle.In two days, Jayden will be back, and every part of me aches for his presence here. The kids and I have been working non-stop, setting up their rooms, making sure there’s space for each of their personalities to shine.Bobby’s been a wonder, diving into landscaping and gardening with a passion I hadn’t seen

(Winona)The morning air is warm, streaming through the cottage windows and casting a soft glow on the open plan kitchen and living area. I’ve just settled Henry on a blanket on the floor, watching as he kicks his little legs and grabs at the toys suspended on the frame above him.I was going to wait for our first night here with Jayden. But seeing as he’ll be delayed and the kids pleading got the better of me, we stayed here last night. I don’t think I’ve slept so well since I left the USA.The kids are running outside, their laughter carrying in on the breeze. Bobby’s voice is louder, guiding Sarah and Abby as they try to lure the kitten into the garden for its morning romp.My phone buzzes in my pocket, and Lisa’s name pops up. I answer quickly, holding my voice steady as I watch Henry wave his fists around, his face scrunched in concentration.“Hey, Lisa,” I say.“So, guess what? I’ve booked my ticket. I’ll be there in two days.”Relief floods through me. “Oh, thank god. I really

(Jayden)The room is quiet as the last few of the management line employees file in, their faces a mix of confusion and concern. Before them, the formal investigation team entered.I need to make sure everyone’s legal rights are preserved as I make the announcement.This isn’t a meeting for laying blame. Today is about cutting ties, securing what remains of Nexus Global’s integrity, and showing everyone that embezzlement won’t go unanswered.However, I know not everyone here is to blame and I need to handle this carefully from a legal point of view and a personal one. I don’t want to be the enemy unless it’s clear they have been a part of knowing what’s gone on.“Thank you all for being here,” I start, keeping my tone flat but firm. “We’re here to address the findings of the internal audit. Effective immediately, the Nexus Global London office is shut down permanently for a full investigation.”Eyes widen around the room, a couple of stifled gasps reach my ears. Viktor stands quietly