From Neglected Wife to CEO’s Obsession novel Chapter 122

There were definitely bolder moves I could make, but Julia’s words felt like a challenge, like she was trying to push me into doing something reckless.

I wasn’t about to fall for it. No way was I letting her use me as her weapon.

I ended the call with Julia and texted Kailynn, letting her know I’d be dropping by later to talk to Liam about the divorce papers.

Not even a minute later, Kailynn video-called me. Her hair was a total disaster, sticking up in every direction, but she looked thrilled. She practically cheered me on for finally making a move, then immediately started complaining about how Liam had left for Europe yesterday for some global legal conference.

I tried to hide my disappointment, chatted with her for a bit, then hung up.

So, Liam wasn’t even in Georgia Bay. Great. Time to come up with a new plan.

There were a few law firms online that seemed eager to take my case, but I wasn’t sure if any of them were legit. I hadn’t dared to actually reach out yet.

Maybe I should just try one. At this point, what did I have to lose? Desperate times, desperate measures.

I’d promised Julia the divorce agreement today. I’d felt so sure of myself, and now Liam’s trip had thrown everything off.

Frustrated, I grabbed my keys and headed out for a drive, hoping to clear my head.

The riverfront had been packed with people and fireworks not that long ago, but now it was almost empty. Just a handful of old men jogging along the wide path, the city barely waking up.

I sat on the steps by the river, staring out at the endless water.

Elliot saw me and waved me in. “This is Avery, head of engineering at Elite Tech. And over here,” he nodded to the other man, “is Mr. Blake Garcia, managing partner at Windward International. He’ll also be leading Elite Tech’s legal department for a while.”

Blake?

Back in college, I’d taken some law classes. People used to joke that I was overthinking things, but I’d always believed that no matter what job you had, you needed to understand the law if you wanted to protect yourself.

Blake’s name had come up all the time. He was like a myth among law students—a total prodigy, the kind of guy who never lost a case.

I stared at him, totally floored. “Wait… Blake Garcia? The Blake Garcia? The undefeated legend? The one everyone talks about?”

Blake grinned at my reaction, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he looked me over. “Ms. Greenwood, you’re giving me too much credit. But since you think so highly of me, let me thank you properly. Consider this—your first consultation is on the house.”