All Chapters of Traded to my Husband's CEO Boss : Chapter 61 - Chapter 68

CLAYTON’S P.O.VMaybe three months and a week would not be enough, but one thing was certain , I wouldn't waste a single second of it.The cab ride to the hotel was quick, Morning was barely arriving, Florida sky was still greyBeside me, Yvonne sat in silence, her hands folded on her lap, I let her be. She looked calmer than she had at the hospital, and I was glad for that A new text came from my pilot. She quickly glanced at my phone as I pulled it out. “It would take four to five hours” I said to her, still reading through the text. “That's how long we have before the jet is ready."She nodded, “Al... alright" Her lips parted again like she might say something more, but she didn't. I let that go tooThe car rolled to a smooth stop in front of the hotel. It wasn’t nearly as refined as what I was used to, I had contacts all over Florida and could have secured an entire five-star floor in minutes, but I chose not to. I didn't want to turn down Sasha’s offer, especially since it was

YVONNE'S P.O.VBy ten a.m. prompt, a message had circulated through every floor of SilverThorn Luxury Group. Every single employee had been assigned to the executive conference hall on the eleventh floor.It was very noisy when I stepped in and took my seat at the front, where the senior staff sat. HR executives, department managers, regional supervisors, and board representatives occupied the rows closest to the stage while the rest of the employees filled the seats behind us.A few heads turned to look at me as I walked, some with disdain and envy, some with just surprise. A few months ago, I had been the ‘Laughing stock’ of SilverThorn Group, everyone knew that Edgar Baxter was only promoted to the position of Regional Manager because of my work, which he stole credit forAnd yet, he treated the trash outside better than he did to meMy promotion from a low-level staff to one of the highest positions in SilverThorn had come as a massive shock to everyone, some people are yet to com

YVONNE’S P.O.V The moment the conference room doors closed behind us, the muffled noise inside faded into silence. I somehow managed to release the breath I've been holding even though I was still tensed. My heart was pounding from everything that had just happened “Phoebe" I muttered, still in shock. “I never would have believed it was her" Mr Voss's firm hand on my waist pressed in tighter, I should have shifted away, I should have reminded him that we were in public and he should stop being overly familiar, but instead, I leaned into his touch He felt warm, comforting, too good. I felt more than heard his next words “People can be deceiving Yvonne darling" Those words left an imprint on my skin, deep and permanent. Heck, it settled somewhere inside my soul. I wonder how Mr Voss can make a simple word like ‘darling' sound so...so sinful “Including you?" I teased, for lack of anything better to say He paused in his steps, making me pause too. Mr Voss gave me an incredul

SIXTEEN YEARS AGO: CLAYTON Dad kept checking me like I would drop on the spot and die.“Son, you sure you’ve got your inhaler?” he asked for the fourth time in an hour.I didn't look up from the comic book resting on my lap, but I knew he was watching me with that same worriedexpression he always had whenever I stepped farther than five feet away from him.“Yes, Dad,” I answered as loudly as I could, which wasn’t that loud anymore. “It’s in my front pocket, zipped tight" I patted the stuff over my combat shorts. “See?”Dad hummed softly, turning the steering wheel carefully as he took a bend on the road. Morning sunlight poured through the windshield and into the car, flashing over his expensive watch, the sky was filled with bright clouds and people walked their pets on the streets while wearing colourful clothesI loved the city in Summer. It felt so bright and alive and I couldn't wait to be under the warm sunDad slowed down at a traffic light, tapping his fingers against the s