He Tried to Humiliate Me at the Wedding Table

ninety dollars.

No one reached for it.

Not Wesley.

Not Vivian.

Not Hartley.

Every pair of eyes slowly turned toward me.

Without saying a word…

I paid.

Two days before the wedding, a certified envelope arrived at my townhouse.

Quantum Crisis Solutions.

After months of negotiation, I had accepted one final executive position before retiring.

Division Director.

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