"So what if he has lingering affection and tolerance for your family and your sister?" she continued, her voice steady and commanding. "He's a grown man, free to make his own choices. He can protect whoever he wants."
"He is not a piece of property I own! Just because he's my husband doesn't mean he's forbidden from caring about others. The fact that he honors his past relationships actually commands my respect. Heaven forbid I ever become an ex myself, I'd want him to treat me with the exact same decency."
"Living with a man who is utterly ruthless and ice-cold to the people he once loved sounds miserable. Plus, he and Britney had an amicable breakup. They didn't end things with scorched earth, and they still move in the same circles. If they can still call each other friends, then there's absolutely no need for him to act like a monster toward her."
Joaquin arched an eyebrow, clearly entertained by her speech. "So generous. It just proves you don't actually have any real feelings for him."
"What happens in my marriage is none of your damn business," Henrietta shot back, glaring daggers at him. "You harassed me, and if I want to call the cops, I will. If you don't want this blowing up into a massive, humiliating public scandal, I suggest you walk out that door and never pull this stunt again."
The reality of Joaquin's harassment was a double-edged sword.
She could play it down, simply ignoring him until he got bored and slunk back to his hole.
As long as he didn't escalate to physical threats or sabotage her career, treating him like an annoying pest was the safest way to freeze him out.
But if she blew it up... both families would find out.
It would trigger an all-out corporate war, ripping their respective empires apart in boardroom battles and public PR smears.
Everyone would get dragged into the mud—her family, his parents, Britney.
Yosef, as her husband, would be forced onto the front lines.
Even Quinton would tear into Joaquin for disrespecting his sister.
The collateral damage would be catastrophic...
Sparking a bloodbath that could ruin them all.
Despite Henrietta painting the ugly picture so clearly, Joaquin wasn't remotely intimidated.
He might have been acting like an obnoxious frat boy in her office, but he was still the ruthless CEO of the Leland Group.
He wasn't stupid.
In fact, his calculated obnoxiousness proved exactly how cunning he really was.
Unfazed, Joaquin carried on his one-sided conversation. "You see, all of our existing contracts and partnerships with Y-N Group had been completely frozen by your husband. But lately..."
He paused for dramatic effect, letting the silence stretch out.
Henrietta finally looked up, her gaze sharp. "And? Did he unfreeze them?"
If Yosef had unblocked the deals, it wouldn't be a shock.
He had already released the projects tied to Quinton.
With Britney's sudden elevation to a key national figure, it made perfect business sense to clear the board.
It was what it was.
She wasn't going to lose sleep over a few unblocked corporate accounts.
Joaquin chuckled, a dark, teasing sound. "Not quite yet. But... I haven't mentioned the freeze to Britney. I think I'm going to bring it up with her soon. I wonder... once she finds out, will he finally let them go?"

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