Signed Sealed and Divorced. The CEO’s biggest regret
His shrine trembled with the violence of it—the red threads shaking, her pictures swaying.
His breath sawed in his throat. His chest ached with fury. Then, abruptly, the storm broke into laughter. He staggered to the desk, seized his phone, and pressed a number without looking.
“Is Plan Z in motion?” he asked when the voice on the other end answered. His tone was calm now, almost giddy.
“Yes,” came the reply. “Everything is aligning.”
Leo tipped his head back, grinning at the ceiling. “Good. If He is killed by Adrian’s men, send my love to his family.” He laughed at his own joke, a sound brittle and sharp, then cut the call before they could respond.