Chapter 2: What She Carried in Her Clutch
Every eye in that room turned to me.
Grant's face went white.
The blonde on his arm looked confused.
"Who is she?" she whispered.
"His wife," Nora said clearly, stepping up beside me.
I reached into my clutch and pulled out a folded document.
I didn't wave it around.
I simply held it where Grant could see it.
His jaw tightened.
He knew exactly what it was.
"Claire—" he started.
"Don't," I said quietly.
"Not here."
But then his CEO walked over, smiling warmly, hand extended toward me.
"You must be Grant's wife.
He talks about you constantly.
Congratulations on the twins."
The blonde froze.
Grant said nothing.
The CEO glanced between us, smile fading slightly.
"Is everything alright?"
I smiled back at him — calm, composed, completely in control.
"Everything is perfect," I said.
"In fact, Grant was just about to make an announcement."
Grant's hand tightened around his champagne glass.
Because he knew what was in that document.
And he knew that if I opened it in front of his CEO, his carefully built image would collapse in seconds.
What he didn't know was that I had already sent a copy to someone else in that room.
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