The boardroom erupted into shocked gasps and frantic whispers.
Paula jumped up from her chair, her hands flying to her mouth in exaggerated horror.
“Oh, god!” she cried out, her voice piercing the room, trembling with fake devastation. Tears instantly spilled down her perfectly made-up cheeks. “I can't believe you’d do this to me, Victoria! You’re seducing your own CEO? Have you no shame? You knew we were together!”
The remote slipped from my numb fingers, clattering against the floor.
“Are you stupid?” he roared, the sound bouncing off the mahogany walls. “You couldn't even check the damn flash drive before you plugged it in? You just cost me three of my biggest investors!”
“I didn't put that video there, Brandon, and you know it,” I said, my voice dead. “But I don't care anymore. Keep the company. Keep Paula. I just want to leave.”
“Leave?” Brandon sneered, his grip tightening. “You think you can just walk away after what you’ve done? After you ruined my quarterly meeting? No. You are staying right here until I fix this. You aren't going anywhere until we get married again and fix this PR nightmare.”
“I’m not marrying you—”
My words were cut off by the sharp ringing of Brandon’s phone.