He Kept Me on a $1,800 Allowance and Called Me a Kept Housewife. He Never Checked Who Held the Deciding Vote on the Company He Was Trying to Buy
Chapter 11 — The Charcoal Suit
The next morning the executive boardroom on the top floor of Thornton Global was full — senior directors, major investors, the whole board, arranged down a mahogany table that could have seated forty.
Barrett stood at the head of it in his finest suit, glowing with the particular pride of a man about to be proven right in front of everyone whose opinion he valued.
Selina sat in a back corner, making herself small; the rumors about the leaked call had already traveled the building overnight, and she knew it.