The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 325

It was one of those invitations you just couldn’t turn down, so Anthony agreed. Jim walked them out himself, all the way to the lobby.

Upstairs, in Darin’s office, his assistant knocked and walked in. “Mr. Foxhall, Mr. Murray from Roen Capital and his colleague just left.”

Darin handed over a signed document, his expression unreadable. “They were here a while. Any updates from Sunlight Tech?”

“Just got off the phone,” the assistant replied. “Mr. Ross isn’t acknowledging the contract Brock signed. They haven’t reached an agreement.”

“Greg must have caught onto something. We can’t afford to lose the Greenway partnership. Make sure Sunlight Tech knows exactly where we stand.”

His words were sharp and final. The assistant nodded. “Yes, sir.” He took the file and headed out.

A moment later, Darin’s phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen, then set his pen aside and leaned back in his chair before answering. “Max, what’s going on?”

“How did things go?” Max asked.

Darin knew exactly what he meant. Max’s sudden move against Silva Capital was mostly to keep Jeremy distracted.

“We’ve reached a strategic partnership, so the contract was inevitable,” Darin said. “But of course, we can’t let their side have it too easy.”

Max made a sound of agreement.

“Your wife was in that meeting today.”

“I know,” Max replied. “She’s in Northwick with Anne, right?”

Darin hesitated for a beat. “Aren’t you worried she’ll fight you for Anne while you’re in court?”

Max laughed quietly. “Do you really think she’d win?”

Darin was silent for a moment, then decided to drop the topic.

Felicia nodded, taking a deep breath, letting his words sink in.

Just then, her phone rang. It was Heather. She’d finished her work and wanted the address so she could bring Yara over to keep Anne company. Felicia told her where she was staying.

“We’ll head over now,” Heather promised.

By seven, Felicia and Anthony arrived at the restaurant for dinner. They made their way through the hotel, chatting as they walked. Felicia, a little distracted, stepped on something hard. She heard a sharp crack under her shoe. She stopped and moved her foot, spotting a broken pocket watch on the floor. She bent down to pick it up.

“Did someone drop their watch?” Anthony wondered, just as someone strode toward them.

Felicia was about to open the watch to check the damage when she saw who it was.

Darin stopped in front of her, his eyes going straight to the pocket watch in her hand. The hinge was shattered. He frowned, just slightly, as he took it in.