Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband novel Chapter 216

216 Passing the Torch 

(Jayden) 

The boardroom buzzes with the usual tension that comes with high–stakes meetings, but today there’s ant extra layer of unease. No doubt the rumors have been rife, but I have something no one saw coming. Not 

even me. 

The proof has been shown. DNA proof. I only needed to see the Brennan eyes to know that. There’s no doubt that I’m walking in with Greg’s family behind me. All eyes are on us, and the room goes silent as the door closes behind us all, 

“Can someone get some more seats? Sorry, this is last minute.” I ask one of the trainee assistants 

Lance is at my side, but he’s unusually quiet. I know he’s trying to gauge the situation, but I can see the surprise in his eyes too. None of this was in the script, and he’s not used to me being unpredictable. 

I glance at the board members, their faces are a mix of confusion and curiosity. Good. Let them wonder They wanted change, they’ll have it. 

“Good morning,” I say, my voice steady and clear as I take my place at the head of the huge table. Greg’s family stands behind me, the son at the front. 

Greg’s secret family. I wish I could be a fly on the wall when Judy hears about them. 

Their presence doesn’t intimidate me. Nothing does. 

“I hope you are all enjoying the breakfast,” I scan the faces around the table. “As you have made clear, today’s meeting is crucial for the future of Brennan Industries.” 

I turn slightly, motioning for the young man to step forward. He does so, his posture stiff. He’s dressed neatly but casually, not a suit. Well, how could he have known he’d be part of Greg’s company today? I mean, they were expecting a fight. 

I can tell he’s nervous, but he’s doing his best to hide it. I can respect that. 

“This is Gabriel,” I announce, “Greg Brennan’s son. His sisters Eva, Ana, Mia. Their mother, Maria.” I turn and smile at them and Maria gives everyone a small wave. She still looks ready to battle. 

The extra chairs are brought in and they sit. 

“You all should know that Greg Brennan started Brennan Industries some thirty years ago. My mother, Judy Brennan, ran the company for the majority of the time before Greg’s passing away when I was in high school,” 

They are hanging off my every word. “Greg was away a lot.” I indicate the group behind me. “Clearly busy and Judy built Brennan Industries to the powerhouse it came to be. She did that so I would have my rightful legacy.” 

I look at Lance and he is frowning. I think he knows what’s coming now. 

But that legacy was never mine. You see, Greg Brennan was not my biological father.” A murmur runs through the room, but I hold up a hand to silence it. “My father is Gus Brennan, owner of Nexus Global. He is Greg’s older brother.” 

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216 Passing the Torch 

I turn to look at Greg’s family and they do look as confused and shocked as everyone else. 

“I know right? My parents clearly had some issues communicating.” I grin at them all. “Greg had a secret family in Cuba, a family I didn’t know about until… well, five minutes ago. But now that they’re here, I trust you will all welcome them into the fold.” 

I reach into my briefcase and pull out a thick folder–my portfolio of shares in Brennan Industries. The room falls completely silent as I open it, pull out the documents, and hand them directly to Gabriel. 

His eyes widen as he takes them, his hands trembling slightly. 

“These shares are yours now,” I say, my voice calm and unwavering. “You and your family will be taking over half the stake that was once mine. I’ve already instructed my legal team to ensure that everything is transferred to you and… to Judy. You’ll have equal shares.” 

There’s a collective gasp around the table, but I don’t care. This is what I’ve been working toward for months–no, years. Freedom from the empire that’s weighed me down since the day I was born. 

Lance stem 

steps forward, “Jayden are you sure?” 

“Lance will explain the details of the company ownership moving forward,” I say. “Please understand that this is a permanent transfer of power. I am stepping down, effective immediately.” 

I can see the shock on their faces, the disbelief that I’m actually walking away. But I don’t linger. I don’t need to. My work here is done. 

As I turn to leave, my phone buzzes in my pocket. I pull it out, my decision is justified when I see the text from the hospital. 

Without another word, I stride out of the boardroom, leaving Lance to handle the chaos I’ve just unleashed. I don’t look back. I don’t need to. This place is no longer my problem.