All Chapters of My Husband Brought Another Woman, I Chose His Best Friend : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Legal picked up on the second ring, which told me everything about how fast this was already moving."Patricia, it's Liam," he said as he put the call on speaker, setting his phone down on Amy's desk. "Tell me you've seen it.""I've seen it," Patricia said as her voice crackled through the speaker, brisk and unbothered in the way only a seasoned attorney could manage. "I've also already got three other reporters in my inbox asking for comment.""Three?" I asked as my stomach dropped further."Welcome to viral," Patricia said as papers rustled on her end. "Nina, I need you not to say anything to anyone outside this room until we've drafted a response. Not a text, not a call, nothing.""I wasn't planning on it," I said as I crossed my arms tightly, trying to keep my voice steady."Good," Patricia said as her tone sharpened. "Liam, the source is anonymous, but the language in that article is specific enough that I'd bet my license it's Camilla, possibly funnelled through someone at Sutto

The office felt different by the time we got back from the conference room, lighter somehow, like the walls themselves had exhaled. Ralph caught my eye from his desk and raised an eyebrow in silent question, and I gave him a small nod that had him grinning before he'd even fully turned back to his monitor."Well?" Amy asked as she abandoned all pretence of working the second Liam and I walked past her desk. "Don't leave us hanging.""She tried to negotiate a settlement," I said as I perched on the edge of Amy's desk, still riding the strange, giddy relief of the last twenty minutes. "In a room with her own lawyer and Patricia recording the entire thing.""She what?" Ralph said as he spun his chair around fully, abandoning any pretence too. "That's not just bad, that's catastrophically bad.""Patricia's words were something closer to useful," Liam said as he leaned against the doorframe of his office, arms crossed, though the corner of his mouth kept fighting a smile. "She basically co

"Stop rereading it," Liam said as he glanced over from his own laptop, catching me hovering over the send button for the fifth time. "It's accurate. That's all it needs to be.""I just don't want to give them anything," I said as I finally hit send, my stomach tightening the second the email left my outbox."You didn't," Liam said as he closed his own laptop, leaning back in his chair. "Neither did I. Patricia will tell us if there's a problem."Ralph appeared in the doorway before I could respond, a thick folder tucked under one arm and an expression that made my pulse spike all over again."I found something," Ralph said as he stepped inside, closing the door behind him with his foot. "You're going to want to sit down for this.""Just say it," Liam said as he straightened in his chair, all traces of calm gone from his voice."The vendor agreements," Ralph said as he dropped the folder onto the desk, flipping it open to a tabbed page. "Drew's claiming they were never exclusive. Howev

Ralph was waiting on the sidewalk when we pulled up, his coat thrown on over pyjama pants, phone pressed so hard to his ear I could see the white of his knuckles from the car."She's inside the diner on Forsythe," Ralph said as he jogged over to meet us, out of breath. "Not outside anything. Inside. Sitting across from the reporter like it's a coffee date.""That's new," I said as I climbed out, glancing at Liam. "Last time she at least pretended it wasn't planned.""She's not pretending this time," Ralph said, glancing between us like he wasn't sure which one of us needed the warning more. "I think she wants you to walk in on it."Liam went quiet for a second, studying the glowing sign of the diner across the street, and I watched something shift in his expression, not anger exactly, more like recalculation."Then we don't walk in," Liam said finally, surprising both of us."You're joking," I said as I turned to look at him fully. "She's in there right now.""Which means whatever she

"She's gone," Ralph said, poking his head into the conference room the second the elevator doors closed behind Monica Reyes, as if he'd been counting down the seconds in the hallway.The room exhaled all at once — Amy's shoulders dropping, Ralph loosening his tie he'd only worn because Liam asked him to look presentable for once, the particular collective sag of people who'd been holding themselves upright for a reason that no longer needed holding. I should have felt it too. Instead I sat very still, running my answer back through my head for what had to be the tenth time, listening for the version of it that sounded like a mistake."Everyone out for a minute," Liam said, and it wasn't a request, though his voice stayed easy, almost casual. That was the thing about Liam that still occasionally caught me off guard, even now — he never had to raise his voice to clear a room. People moved, the way employees at a company he owned outright had learned to move for a decade before I'd ever