Left at the Altar, I Left Him With Nothing
On the morning of the day my fiance, Anton Solomon, and I are scheduled to start our destination wedding trip, he finally rushes to the airport straight from the office.
Just seconds before boarding, he receives an urgent message from his female secretary, Callie Lawrence.
"I'm sorry, honey. A major project just came in, and I need to be there to approve it.
"Could you go ahead and start the trip on your own? I'll join you as soon as I wrap things up in a few days."
Despite feeling a twinge of regret, I understand that work comes first, so I offer him my full support.
After he leaves, I tear up my boarding pass and turn around.
I decide to return to the office and see for myself.
I want to see which blind, brainless company is negotiating a major project with a company I acquired hours earlier at dawn, and how it has the nerve to bypass me, the current CEO. They have chosen to approach a man who is nothing but a CEO in name only.