CEO Wife's Bold Revenge

Synopsis

The shrill ring of Forest's phone pierced through the morning quiet of our bedroom at exactly seven-fifteen. I was already dressed, adjusting my navy blazer in the mirror while mentally reviewing the day's schedule—our company's tenth anniversary celebration, months of planning finally coming to fruition. "Hello?" Forest's voice carried that particular tone he reserved for certain calls. The one that made my stomach clench with unease. I watched his reflection in the mirror as his expression shifted from sleepy confusion to urgent concern. "Lyla? What's wrong?" My hands stilled on my blazer buttons. Of course it was her. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry," Forest murmured, his voice dropping to that intimate register that once belonged only to conversations with me. "When did it happen?" I turned around, studying his face as he paced to the window.