All Chapters of Mommy, Please Forgive Daddy: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

CHAPTER 92— THE WOMAN WHO REMEMBEREDPRISCILLA’S POVThe record should have been a small thing, but I kept thinking about it. Creighton had not asked for anything in return, and somehow that made his effort harder to dismiss. Over the next few days, we spoke more naturally through the twins and work. I still guarded myself, but the distance between us was slowly changing.Leo and Maya made that change easier because they kept finding reasons to bring us into the same room. Leo needed help choosing a project topic, while Maya wanted Creighton to see her new presentation. I tried not to notice how easily we worked together around them, but pretending became harder every time we laughed.“You should let him help you with that,” I told Leo, pointing toward Creighton while watching our son struggle with a pile of books on the dining table. Leo immediately smiled and moved the books toward his father, while Creighton pulled out a chair a

CHAPTER 94 — THE EMPIRE BENEATH HER NAMEPRISCILLA’S POVBy the next morning, Grace had turned my dining table into a mess of folders, contracts, property records, and old company reports. I sat across from her with a cup of coffee growing cold beside me, trying to understand how all of this had once belonged to my family. The more I read, the less believable everything seemed.“These are only the first set of records,” Grace explained, opening another folder while pointing toward several old shipping licenses and warehouse documents. “There are still more records to review, including international contracts, voting shares, and corporate accounts that were never officially closed.” I stared at the growing pile, wondering how much Marlow had actually left behind.“How much of the company is still here?” I asked, running my fingers over an old ownership document while trying to understand what could still be l

CHAPTER 96— THE WOMAN STERLING WANTSPRISCILLA’S POVThe morning after Sterling's message, my office was already full of calls. His companies had sent offers to three more businesses connected to the old Marlow routes, and every offer was larger than the last. He was moving quickly now that my identity was public. I read each proposal without feeling tempted for even one second.“I am not selling the licenses,” I told my lawyer, pushing the latest offer across the desk while explaining that Sterling could increase the number as much as he wanted. “If he wants Marlow assets, he will have to find another way to get them.” My lawyer nodded and began preparing another formal rejection for Sterling's team.By lunch, two suppliers had called to say Sterling Global was offering them better contracts if they stopped working with Pree's. One supplier had already asked whether I could match Sterling's rates. I understood what was

CHAPTER 98 — THE SIX VOTESPRISCILLA’S POVCreighton called me again that morning, and I could tell from his voice that the meeting with the six shareholders was getting closer. I had barely slept after hearing about it. Six people might not sound like much, but together they could give Sterling enough support to challenge Creighton's control over Cross Industries. That could change everything.“Do not walk into that meeting ready to fight,” I told Creighton, sitting at my desk while explaining why I thought Sterling wanted him angry. “If he has spent years planning this, he probably expects you to react when he puts those shareholders in front of you.” Creighton listened without interrupting, which told me he understood the point.“I was thinking the same thing,” he replied, reviewing the shareholder list while explaining that he planned to speak with each person before the meeting. “I want to know wh

CHAPTER 100 — THE HOSTILE BOARDCREIGHTON’S POVMarcus told me about the emergency vote before I reached the office. Sterling had used the influence he gained through the shareholders to force a board meeting, and the agenda was already circulating. He was not trying to remove me yet. He wanted control over several major shipping divisions, which would weaken my authority inside Cross.“What exactly is Sterling asking for?” I asked Marcus, taking the printed agenda from his hand while reading through the proposed changes before entering the elevator. Marcus explained that Sterling wanted several shipping divisions placed under a new oversight committee controlled by directors who supported his proposal. That sounded like a takeover without calling it one.“Then we deal with the proposal, not the man,” I told Marcus, folding the papers while explaining that I did not want anyone making the meeting personal. Marcus nodded