“You don’t deserve my son,” the CEO’s mother said coldly, loud enough for the entire boardroom to hear. I slowly set down my glass and smiled. “That’s interesting, considering your son’s company only exists because of the contract I signed three years ago.” Every face turned toward me. Her smile vanished. Then the CEO stood up, pale and speechless, as I reached into my bag and placed one sealed folder on the table. “Now,” I whispered, “shall we discuss who really doesn’t belong here?”
PART 1 “You don’t deserve my son,” Margaret Hale said coldly, loud enough for every executive in the boardroom to hear. I…