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Chapter 4 - The Business Deal He Thought Would Save His Career Was Owned by His Ex-WifeTrevor spent six weeks negotiating the acquisition.

He believed the deal would make him rich.

He believed it would restore his reputation.

He believed Naomi would hear about it and finally understand that he was capable of success without her.

Then the final ownership disclosure arrived.

He read the name.

Hartley Global.

He froze.

"Who is Hartley Global's controlling shareholder?"

His lawyer stared at him.

"Naomi."

Trevor closed his eyes.

He had been negotiating against his ex-wife without realizing it.

The worst part was that Naomi had known for weeks.

She had watched.

She had allowed him to make his own choice.

When Trevor appeared at the meeting, he looked exhausted.

Naomi sat at the head of the table.

He stared at her.

"You knew."

"Yes."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Would you have listened?"

He had no answer.

The board meeting lasted forty minutes.

Naomi rejected the deal.

Not because Trevor was incompetent.

Because the proposal undervalued the asset.

Then she offered him something else.

A consulting contract.

He stared.

"You're hiring me?"

"I'm offering your company an opportunity."

"Why?"

"Because you understand logistics."

He laughed bitterly.

"You trust me?"

"No."

The honesty stunned him.

"I trust the contract."

Trevor signed.

It was the first honest professional relationship they'd had.

Over the next year, they worked together occasionally.

There was no romance.

No manipulation.

Just respect.

Amber tried to return.

Trevor refused.

He had finally learned the difference between being admired and being loved.

Meanwhile, Naomi's reputation grew.

She expanded Hartley Global.

Opened scholarships.

Funded women's entrepreneurship programs.

Bought failing neighborhood businesses and turned them around.

She became known as the quiet billionaire who never attended parties unless there was a reason.

Then Gideon offered her the chance to take full control.

Naomi hesitated.

"I don't know if I want this."

"You don't have to."

"What would Grandma do?"

"Ask you what you want."

Naomi smiled.

"I wish she were here."

"She is."

Naomi looked confused.

Gideon pointed toward the framed photograph in her office.

At Dorothy.

Smiling.

Naomi touched the frame.

"I miss her."

Gideon nodded.

"Missing someone doesn't mean you stop carrying what they taught you."

That night, Naomi returned home.

Trevor was waiting outside.

She frowned.

"What are you doing here?"

He held a small box.

"I found this."

She opened it.

Her grandmother's old bracelet.

Trevor had given it to a jeweler years earlier after Naomi misplaced it.

He had found it in storage.

"I thought you'd want it."

Naomi touched the bracelet.

"Thank you."

Trevor looked at her.

"That's all?"

"What else?"

"I don't know."

She smiled sadly.

"I'm not angry anymore."

He nodded.

"That's good."

"It doesn't mean I want you back."

"I know."

He took a breath.

"Can I ask something?"

"Sure."

"Was there ever someone else?"

Naomi looked at him.

"No."

His face changed.

"Then why were you always so distant?"

She considered the question.

"Because I was learning how to survive being married to someone who had already left emotionally."

He lowered his head.

"I understand."

"Good."

He walked away.

Naomi watched him go.

She didn't cry.

She didn't feel triumphant.

She simply felt finished.

Then her phone rang.

Unknown number.

A man's voice said:

"Your grandmother left more than money."

Naomi froze.

"Who is this?"

"You should look at the Hartley family archives."

"What archives?"

The caller hung up.

She immediately called Gideon.

He answered.

"What happened?"

Naomi told him.

His expression changed when he arrived.

"That's impossible."

"What?"

"Your grandmother ordered the archives sealed."

"Why?"

Gideon stared at her.

"Because your grandfather didn't die naturally."

Naomi felt cold.

"What are you saying?"

Gideon looked toward the photograph.

"There was an investigation."

"It involved another family."

"Which one?"

May you like

He hesitated.

"The Mitchells."

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