"I pulled every favor I had. Greased every palm. All to get a meeting with Melvin Henson."
"I'm warning you, Felicia. Don't you dare follow me there and make trouble."
"Whether my company goes public rides on today."
I never involved myself in his business dealings. But I knew one thing.
"Even if you bought out this entire store and laid it at Melvin Henson's feet, he still wouldn't give you the time of day."
Back then, I'd returned the infertility diagnosis to Alex. He'd been furious, convinced I was playing some sick joke, so he'd retaliated with an even crueler one.
He'd waited until the housekeeper's back was turned and stolen Melvin's late brother's orphaned child.
If I hadn't begged Melvin to show mercy for old times' sake, Alex would've been rotting behind bars. He wouldn't have had three years of freedom to enjoy.
Going public? Once he found out the truth, the only thing he'd want to go was six feet under.
He saw the mockery on my face and shoved me, hard.
I stumbled backward and hit the ground.
"Ignorant woman. You think you can just throw around a billionaire's name like that?"
"Just because you're too broke to sit at the table doesn't mean you get to stand in my way."