It would destroy her.
I’m not responsible for her lying, cheating husband who ran his family company into the ground, playing little businessman while fucking another woman.And I am not going to stand back while Gemma clings to a false past while losing her home.
Why do I care so fucking much?
I need to get refocused.
Now I have all the information I need to bypass the emotional restraint I’ve been under because of Gemma’s big pretty eyes, I’m free to move forward.
Ruthlessly.
I clear my throat.“I’ll make sure she’s looked after.Robin, get on the phone to our buyers and start selling off the real estate.Not the Manhattan flagship store.Sell the rest.”
“On it.”
“Theo, send me the files and make sure they are not on our public servers and are fully password protected.”I say.“Ask HR to call me.”
I need to see Gemma.
I search for a reason and can’t find one, but the need to see her is all-encompassing.
What I tell her after this meeting is yet to be determined.
“Will do,” Theo says.“Do you want the demo team ready to step in?”
Nicknamed the demolition team, that’s exactly what they do.Shut down and tear apart stores, offices, whatever we are working on once properties are sold.
They do it fast and efficiently.
“Put them on standby.It will depend on how long it takes Robin to get them sold.”
“No pressure,” Robin jokes, then glances down as his phone vibrates.“Would you look at that?Dufort has just agreed to purchase Chicago.”
I walk out with a smile on my face.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
