He left me for her - Now his boss calls me wife

It was Tuesday, three days before the biggest merger in the history of Thorne Global, and her desk

he $300 pencil skirt she was currently wearing. Two years ago, Elara wouldn't have known the difference between Chloé and Chanel

decided he wanted a woman

ven figures in tech sales. Chloe knew which fork to use at a five-star restaurant. It was always

med he was stifled, that his potential couldn't bloom in the comfortable, predictab

s the only person alive who knew where Marcus Thorne kept his spare office key, the only person who

ng of

the silence of the executive floor. It wasn't th

instantly. "Ye

u. Cancel all meetings and hold all calls. Then, bring the 'Solstice' file and meet me in the conference r

he imminent merger with Concordia Solutions, the deal that would launch Thorne Globa

art a heavy clock ticking against her ribs, an

posure. He was dressed in a charcoal suit, every thread expensive and impeccable. He had th

she was settled, his blue eyes intense and devoid of wa

ncial reports-the merger documents. "The final valuation is solid. The

o, leaving a discreet New York townhouse with a woman who was definitely not Elara. A woman who, based on the franti

cussing the weather. "She's decided to spin a charming tale about

blic trust, projecting a unified, stable front. A massive scandal suggesting the C

oncordia's investors are already whispering about pulling out. They want stability. They w

nt a wif

ind racing through solutions

ing her thoughts. "Too slow. Too defensive

ing it right in front of her. It wasn't a cheap prop; it

ble fixture who calms the markets. We hold the press conference tomorrow morning, announce our surprise, happy engagement, and have the ce

a romance. You get half the equity I've offered the board in a separate trust, and a life of absolute securit

uiet, lonely existence she'd been living. And the chanc

, a high-stakes corporate maneuver. It had nothing to

say, her voice steady despite the s

dence that eased the lines around his eyes. He

d smoothly, his grip firm, "let's go