I slipped the divorce papers to my husband between the quarterly earnings reports and his latest acquisition proposal.
Marcus Steele sat behind his massive glass desk in the executive suite—the nerve center of Steele Capital—three laptops open like battle stations, each one streaming live market data and encrypted messages from his board members and the hedge fund managers on his payroll.
Those steel-gray eyes, sharp as the blade his company was named for, scanned mechanically over the documents I’d placed before him, never lifting to meet mine. They never did anymore.
“The usual?” he asked flatly, already reaching for his Mont Blanc pen—the same one he used to sign multi-billion dollar deals and hostile takeover documents.
The Wife He Underestimated Chapter 01 I slipped the divorce papers to my husband between the quarterly earnings reports and his latest acquisition proposal. Marcus Steele sat behind his massive glass desk in the executive suite—the nerve center of Steele Capital—three laptops open like battle stations, each one streaming live market data and encrypted messages […]
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