All Chapters of Once An Overlooked Housewife, Now A Queen Of Fortune: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

After excusing Felix and Wren in the office, Bianca left for her car. She needed a plan to stay. She sat in the driver’s seat closed the door, and for almost a minute, she just sat there, staring at the steering wheel. Then she rested her head back against the headrest and closed her eyes. Think, Bianca. Think. Felix wanted her far enough so that she couldn’t interfere with whatever he and Wren were about to start working on. But if she could come up with a legitimate reason to stay, he’d have no choice but to accept it. Bianca took out her phone from her purse and opened her social media app, tapping on the live video option. Within seconds, she was broadcasting. Her face appeared on the screen, perfectly lit by the afternoon sun streaming through the windshield. She smiled as the viewer count started climbing. “Hey, everyone. I know this is sudden, but I wanted to talk to you all about something important. So as you know, I recently announced that I’d be going abroad to pursu

The next official meeting for the project was scheduled for later that evening. Wren spent several all-nighters making sure that everything was perfect. She even incorporated things from Felix’s proposal in hers, making it better. She also wanted to prove to herself that beyond impressing the investors, she could handle working with Felix, and the past didn't matter when it came to doing exceptional work. Her and Felix were going to present their proposals to the investors together. But first, the team had to do a preview. . When Wren returned from lunch, she saw that Felix and Anthony were already waiting in the office. Anthony was sitting in one of the spare swivel chairs positioned in front of Felix’: desk. He looked relaxed, with one ankle crossed over his knee, his tie loosened slightly. “Austin, there you are.” Anthony’s face brightened up. “There you are. We were waiting for you.” “I was grabbing lunch,” Wren smiled lightly. “Well, I hope you had a pleasant week so far.”

Sweat slicking down her back, a cool pop song last permeating the space from the speakers, Grace walked the treadmill, ignoring the burn in her calves as the belt moved under her feet. Grace glanced down at her phone sitting in the cup holder when she heard it ring. She saw the name on the screen and decided she wasn’t picking the call. Thirty seconds later, a call came in again, from the same person. “For fuck’s sake,” she rolled her eyes and turned off the treadmill, then stepped off. “What?” She snapped immediately she picked the call. “Grace, darling…” “You better watch your tone with me. I’m not your darling,” she snapped again, cutting him off. She grabbed her towel from the back of a chair and pressed it against her face. “I already quit. Why do you keep calling me?” There was a brief silence on the other end. “Are you still angry about what happened at the last show?” Laurent asked. He was the owner of her former modelling agency. Grace scoffed out loud, “You think it

Wren headed for the vending machine at the end of the hallway. Kael was a few feet behind her, doing his usual silent watchdog thing. Then Bianca came around the corner, intentionally walked straight at Wren and bumped into her shoulder. Wren stumbled sideways and Kael was already quickly got in between them before Wren even processed what happened. “Oh! Sorry, didn’t see you there,” she gasped, smiling as she then walked up to the vending machine. Bianca knew the drink Wren often went for whenever she was at the vending machine. There were only three of the brand left in the machine and so Bianca picked out all three, went over to the thrash can nearby, and dumped them inside. “Oops.” Wren shook her head slowly. Bianca was clearly insane, especially for thinking she could rile Wren up by dumping mere cans of drink in the trash. Bianca was a grown woman acting like a high school bully. It was genuinely pathetic. Bianca thought she was going to get some reaction she could feed on

Wren stared at Felix, seeing the hardness in his eyes that chillingly reminded her of when he would look at her with that same expression whenever he reminded her in their marriage that she meant nothing to him. But unlike before when she would have felt hurt, Wten felt even more compelled to fight….and continue winning. “It’s a good thing we’re both feeling the same way, then. It means each party understands the need to maintain their distance from the other,” Wren said calmly, yet firmly. And without waiting for him to say another word, she excused herself and went into the car, Kael shutting the door after her. Then he got in the driver's seat and started the engine. As they journeyed out of the lot, her mind was still turning over what Felix had said. The warning in his voice and that damn look in his eyes. She needed to stay ten toes down, because she knew Felix well enough by now to understand one thing: if he ever felt like he was in a competition, he’d do whatever it took to