“I’m flattered,” Clara replied dryly.
She agreed reluctantly, buying a deep green dress she couldn’t afford. The gala was held at The Astor, a glass-and-steel hotel overlooking the river. Clara arrived alone — Mark had been called into a last-minute meeting with Julian. my husband39s boss v02 by sc stories
“I know about the Cayman accounts. I know about the fake vendor. And I know you’ve been using my husband as a shield.” “I’m flattered,” Clara replied dryly
Their marriage works now, not because of love, but because Clara holds all the cards. Mark’s career depends on her silence. Julian’s freedom depends on her cooperation. Clara arrived alone — Mark had been called
“Handled,” Julian cut him off. “Your wife is charming. Don’t waste that.”
“He says morale is low. Wants to ‘rebuild team bonds.’”
Clara had heard that phrase before. Two years ago, Mark’s previous boss had used those exact words before laying off half the department.