The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 193

Max studied the report in his hand, his handsome features giving nothing away. He let out a soft laugh that was impossible to read, then stood and slipped the report into the shredder without a word.

Isaac watched, still unsure what the results actually meant. He cleared his throat and moved to the next order of business. “Evelynn from Roen Capital will be here at two-thirty to discuss the overseas investment.”

Max’s reply was quiet and deep. “Alright.”

At exactly two-thirty, Felicia and two senior managers from her company were seated in the BlueMarble Investments conference room. They weren’t meeting with Max, but with the vice president and department heads from investment and projects. The meeting went on for two hours. Since there weren’t any conflicts of interest, the conversation stayed smooth and productive.

By the time they wrapped up, it was almost five. Everyone shook hands. The other company’s VP had nothing but praise for Felicia. She was young and beautiful, which could be misleading at first, but after two hours, he realized she was much more than just a pretty face. She was sharp, decisive, and her knowledge and perspective were impressive. It was obvious she was a standout in the industry, a real natural.

It was no longer surprising that Simon hadn’t managed to win the Westfield Clinical Research project.

That evening at six, the BlueMarble team arranged a dinner. Felicia was expected to join. She and the other Roen Capital execs went back to their own office first. After they left, the BlueMarble VP stopped by Max’s office to give him a quick update, mentioning Felicia’s performance with genuine respect. Max listened, eyes still on his work, not really reacting. The VP told him they had a dinner reservation at The Willow Bistro.

When Felicia returned to her office, she filled Anthony in. He had other plans that night, so he didn’t go to the dinner.

At six, their group followed the waiter into a private room. As soon as Felicia walked in, she noticed the man at the head of the table. He was smoking, pale wisps drifting from his lips. When he looked up, his dark eyes were calm and impossible to read, watching her.

A sudden wave of anxiety hit Felicia. What was Max doing here?

“Daddy’s at dinner.”

“Where did you go with Mandy today?”

The room stayed quiet, no one wanting to interrupt his call. Anne never mentioned Evelynn.

Felicia kept her head down, fingers tightening around her wine glass.