Semua Bab Rejected Plus-Size Wife, Claimed by My Husband’s Brother: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Logan's POV I was already in a foul mood before the meeting even started.The reason sat in my pocket, vibrating every few minutes like it owned my attention.It was Audrey. I ignored the latest call and slid my phone face down on the conference table before looking at the executives seated around me. The room immediately straightened under my stare. Good…Fear keeps people efficient.Usually, I enjoyed board meetings. Numbers made sense, business made sense. Profit, loss, leverage, risk—everything followed rules. Unlike women, unlike Audrey, who had somehow managed to ruin my mood earlier.One minute she had been laughing softly at something I said, sounding relaxed and comfortable with me, and the next she was rushing me off.No explanation, no warning, just gone. It irritated me more than it should have.“Eastern division profits increased by fourteen percent this quarter,” Daniel, one of the executives, reported carefully.“Reduce operational spending by eight percent,” I said,

Audrey’s POVI stared at the monitor with a growing sense of irritation.“No, that doesn’t look right,” I muttered. The photographer barely glanced at me.“It’s fine,” he said.Fine? It absolutely was not fine. The entire point of the LovePlus bodysuit launch was confidence, comfort, and elegance. I had spent weeks sketching designs, arguing with fabric suppliers, talking endlessly with fashion designers and production teams just to make this happen.And now the photos looked stiff and awkward. The models looked uncomfortable instead of empowered.I crossed my arms while staring harder at the screen. The bodysuit itself looked beautiful, soft curves, clean lines, and supportive structure without looking restrictive. It hugged the body properly without trying to hide it. Exactly what I wanted, but the poses? Terrible.“The online teaser is doing really well,” she said brightly, as she walked over beside me holding her tablet.“Most people love the concept already,” I said.“Most? We

Audrey’s POVI still did not understand what had just happened.One minute, John Hargrove had calmly invited us to dinner, and the next, Logan had practically started rejecting him like a stubborn child.The tension between them stayed heavily in the penthouse even after John sat back down.“I would really love to come, It sounds nice” I said carefully, trying to smooth things over. “Elena would be happy to hear that,” John said as he smiled politely at me.“We’ll see,” Logan muttered and I turned toward him immediately.“We’ll see?” I asked.“Our schedule is packed this weekend,” he said and I blinked.“Nia’s birthday is Saturday afternoon and your launch campaign still needs supervision,” he added.“That’s why Camille exists,” I said and Logan sighed heavily like I was missing the point.“We’re busy, Audrey,” Logan said.John remained strangely calm throughout it, which somehow made everything feel even more awkward.I looked between both men again before suddenly getting an idea.

Audrey’s POVThe house looked like a dream.Pink balloons floated right up on the ceiling while silver ribbons curled around the pillars and stair rails. One side of the party looked like a royal Cinderella ballroom with shiny blue decorations and tiny crystal shoes placed on tables, while the other side was soaked with Barbie pink, sparkling banners, and miniature doll boxes for the children to pose inside.It was chaos, beautiful chaos, and somehow, despite my insistence on keeping things small and intimate, the birthday had become far bigger than I planned.Apparently, once people learned that LovePlus and the Hargroves were involved, interest exploded online. Thankfully, Logan had handled the reporters before they could crowd the entrance downstairs. Still, security remained everywhere.I adjusted the sleeve of my pink dress before checking the dessert table again.“Nia’s cake?” I asked quickly.“In place,” Kimmie answered immediately.“Gift station?” I asked again.“Done,” Kimm

Logan’s POVI did not trust Matteo, not even a little. The entire time he stood inside the house pretending to be some loving father, I kept my eyes on him. Every smile looked calculated, every soft word sounded rehearsed, and the worst part? He was good at it. The guests slowly returned to enjoying the party after Audrey calmed the tension, but the atmosphere still felt fragile. Matteo blended into the crowd too easily, shaking hands politely and smiling at parents as if he belonged there. I hated it.“You want me to remove him?”Ryan said, as he stepped beside me quietly.I glanced toward Audrey first. She was kneeling beside Nia near the cake table, fixing her tiara while forcing a smile, but I could see the strain in her face from all the way across the room.“No, not unless he crosses a line,” I muttered.“He already crossed several,” Ryan said, looking unconvinced.True, but Audrey had asked for peace today, and for her, I was barely trying.At the other side of the room, Mat