rporate power. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a sweeping view of Manh
ocuments for the one-year observation period for both boys were to be signed.
table. Her face was a mask of polite indiffe
ders, Frances spoke up. "Before we begin, th
a middle-aged man in a cheap suit was sitting.
. "According to your employment contract, spreading false inform
I... I don't kno
rward. "Please escort Mr. Fletcher out. And inform the HR departm
nding behind Estela, looked like she had swallowed a lemon. Estela's eyes nar
d, her voice tigh
ven look at it. Instead, she turned to the woman sitting beside he
es no
a thick stack of papers. She walked around the table, her heels cli
authority. "This is a copy of the divorce petition filed by
clatter of a dropped pen. Estela shot t
hat?" she
the lawyer's hand. He flipped through them, his face growing
stammered. "Citing 'irr
s ironclad. If Frances filed for divorce, she walked away
elieve we do have some irreconcila
ers to litigate on grounds of 'adultery'," the lawyer said, her voice sm
b. It was a direct threat. It meant Gia. It me
personal matter; it was a corporate event. Discovery. Subpoenas. The e
e end of the B
ed at the room. "E
packed their bags. Within minutes, the room was empty,
she turned, her eyes like chips of ice. " We
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