All Chapters of COMING HOME TO YOU: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Wren's palms went damp, her heart slamming against her chest. She stood staring at Isabelle."Ms. Michaels," Isabelle said, stepping forward. "What is this?" She lifted the letter slightly, so that Wren could see it properly.Wren's eyes moved from the letter back to her."Who wrote this? Theo? Why aren't you answering?" Isabelle asked, still walking closer."That's private," Wren managed, her voice shaking. "It's personal."Isabelle stopped just a few feet away."Personal? You lied to the police, Wren. You said this was a resignation letter." She smiled. "I'm sure Marcus doesn't know about any of this. He also doesn't know about you and Theo's relationship fifteen years ago. I bet he'll be furious when he sees this. I'll tell him myself."Wren's eyes widened. "How... how–" she started, before Isabelle cut her off."How did I know?" She let out a strange, drawn-out laugh, covering her mouth slightly with one hand. "Is that what you were about to ask?" She scoffed. "I guess you don't k

"He's back. Marcus is back." Wren's voice came out panicked and barely above a whisper Theo stayed seated on the cushion, calm, relaxed, entirely unbothered."Let him come in. I'll just finish my coffee," he said, reaching for the cup. "Then I'll leave." He took a sip.Sweat covered Wren's skin. Her body began shaking, her heart pounding loud and fast, fear written across her face."Theo, I don't want you here when he walks in. You... you have to leave."He set the cup down slowly."What do you mean? I should leave?" He raised an eyebrow."I... I..." Her voice broke.The horn sounded again, longer and louder this time.Wren flinched harder."Theo!" she said, panic rising in her voice.The horn stopped. Silence outside. Then her phone, still in her bag on the cushion, began ringing.She rushed over, dumping the bag out onto the cushion, grabbing the phone, checking the screen. Marcus. Her breath caught, her fingers vibrating as she held it.She dropped the phone back onto the cushion

Wren's eyes widened as she stood outside the door, Isabelle's words replaying in her mind. The CEO of Beneford is here at Ashford Dynamics for war."So early this morning? He really wants this done forcefully," Cole said from inside the office.Wren leaned closer, peering in. Theo didn't look surprised. He sat calm, arms crossed over his chest."Your dad and the board are with him in the conference room, but he's refusing to sit until you arrive," Isabelle said.Theo remained quiet for a moment, then let out a heavy breath."Damien really wants war." He scoffed. "Then I'll give it to him." He stood, buttoning his suit jacket. "Let's go," he said, heading for the door.Wren hurried off to her office, slipping away before she could be caught. She stepped inside, shut the door, and leaned back against it, breathing hard.Then she walked to her desk, sat down, opened her laptop, and began typing fast.CEO OF BENEFORDShe hit enter. The page loaded.A photo appeared: a man in a black suit,

"The CEO can't afford to lose Ashford Dynamics. So... he agreed to Damien's terms. He's giving you to Damien."Wren staggered back, breath heavy, staring at him, disappointment written across her face."No, no, that's not true." Her voice began to shake. "Theo wouldn't do that."Cole held her gaze a moment longer, then looked away."Cole," she called.He lifted his head slowly."Tell me it's not true," she said, tears starting to roll down her cheeks. "Tell me you're joking. Tell me Theo didn't say that."His eyes drifted, unable to hold her gaze while she cried. He swallowed."Ms. Michaels, please stop crying. The CEO might change his mind. I'll talk to him later. He's in a meeting with the board right now, and I can't interrupt."She nodded slowly, wiping her face with her hands."I want to see him too," she said."Ms. Michaels, the CEO won't—""I don't care," she snapped, her voice rising. "I'm being traded between companies like I'm something that can be bought, and you expect me

Wren rode the elevator down to the ground floor. She walked past the receptionist and headed for the exit. Her phone began ringing again. She looked at the screen. It was Priya.She picked it up as she stepped out of the hotel into the cold night air."Hey, what's up?" she said, placing the phone at her ear."Where are you, Wren?" Priya's voice came through the phone. "I'm at your mom's diner, and you're not here.""Yeah, so sorry, I'm on my way," Wren replied. She turned back and looked at the hotel's glass doors.Priya took a breath."Okay, hurry up. I'm waiting," she said.The call ended. Wren stood still with the phone in her hand, staring at the hotel's glass doors.Remember what I told you.Damien's voice kept playing in her head.She turned her head straight and hurried away from the hotel, holding her bag close to her side.A cab was passing. She waved it down and got in."Where to, ma'am?" the cab driver asked, looking at Wren through the rearview mirror."My mom's diner," Wr