Married to the Cold Hearted CEO
“Relax, CEO. Just catching up with an old friend.”
“Touch her again,” Henry said, walking forward slowly, “and you’ll lose more than just a seat at my table. You’ll lose your name, your leverage, and your career one headline at a time.”
Jace raised his hands mockingly and backed away, disappearing into the crowd like smoke.
Karen exhaled, chest tight. “He’s not done.”
Henry took her hand. “Neither am I.”
Inside, Evelyn’s image flashed across a secured video call on Henry’s phone later that night.