Chapter 8
Maeve had imagined confronting Gavin many times.
In those imagined scenes, she was louder.
She threw the ring.
She told Valerie everything.
She exposed every document, every transfer, every quiet betrayal, every night Gavin came home smelling of Valerie’s perfume and called Maeve paranoid.
Reality was colder.
In reality, Maeve stood in a glass conference room with lawyers on screens and realized rage was too generous.
Gavin wanted emotion.
Emotion would help him.
A crying wife could be framed as jealous. A shouting wife could be called unstable. A vengeful wife could be blamed for damaging shareholder confidence.
A calm founder’s spouse with documents, witnesses, and a triggered clause was much harder to dismiss.
Valerie tried to regain control.
“Maeve, whatever personal pain you feel, this company employs thousands.”
Maeve turned toward her.
“You remembered the employees after the engagement party?”
Valerie’s mouth closed.
Gavin stepped forward.
“Maeve, please. We can fix this.”
She studied him.
There he was again.
The man who used we when he needed her labor and you when he assigned blame.
“We?” she asked.
He swallowed.
“I made mistakes.”
“A mistake is forgetting an anniversary,” Maeve said. “You planned a public engagement while sending me Valentine tickets to London.”
Valerie looked at the envelopes on the table.
For the first time, she seemed almost sick.
Cynthia’s team continued working silently. Phones buzzed. Messages moved through legal channels. No account details were shown. No shares were withdrawn on-screen. No final corporate consequence was revealed.
But Gavin felt motion around him.
That was why his hand tightened around the ring box until his knuckles whitened.
“Maeve,” he said softly, “don’t destroy me.”
She looked at him for a long moment.
“I protected you for ten years.”
His eyes flickered.
“That’s not an answer.”
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“No,” Maeve said. “It’s the part of the truth you forgot to fear.”
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