He threw money on the bed after our one-night stand.
I threw it back in his face at his own inauguration.
By sundown, we were engaged. By the week's end — married.
Franklin Flemington needed a wife to secure his empire. I needed a miracle to save my family. For two years, we played our parts flawlessly — the golden couple the whole city envied.
Behind closed doors, I was invisible to him.
When the two years were up, I handed him divorce papers without blinking.
He stared at me like I'd lost my mind. "I've given you everything a husband should. What more do you want from me, Octavia?"
I smiled, signed my name, and walked out.
I thought that was the end. I thought I'd finally won.
I forgot one thing — Franklin Flemington has never lost anything in his life. And he has no intention of starting with me.
Game on.

The announcement of the field trip had hit the office like a lightning bolt. In all my years at JeffTech, we had only ever done this once—back when I was a lowly intern. 


The sudden "generosity" was suspicious, and my suspicions were confirmed when the office gossip mill revealed the retreat was Franklin's brainchild.


Watching him stand in the boardroom, coolly announcing the trip as a "strategic alignment," made my skin crawl.


All week, the office was a hive of excitement. Even Victoria was caught up in the fervor. "Think of it as a paid escape from reality," she said as I leaned against her office door.


"You realize the man you loathe is the one paying for this 'escape,' right?" I reminded her.


"In the office, he's the boss, and I follow orders," she said with a shrug and a smirk.


 "By the way, have you noticed that Bella hasn't shown her face in days? It's like the wicked witch finally melted."


Chapter 67 - ~ 67