A Vow of Deception, A Vow of Revenge novel Chapter 17

Celia rushed over to Tyson, clutching his arm as tears spilled down her cheeks. "Ty, you promised this project would be mine! If I don't get any results, I'll be humiliated when we work with The Capital and the Thornes in the future!"

She was wearing a fresh new outfit—this season's latest from a major designer, perfectly tailored. Clearly, Tyson always kept a change of clothes ready for her in his office lounge. How considerate… or calculating.

"Ty?" Celia stared at him, her face streaked with tears.

Tyson hesitated, saying nothing. The client's words had made it obvious: they were dissatisfied with Celia. And then there was Winona… If he insisted on letting Celia handle this project, it would only make things worse.

He'd wanted to use this project to help Celia shine, but thinking it through, since she was already so close with the Thornes, did it really matter if she didn't get this deal?

"Alright, Celia, why don't you step outside for a minute?" Tyson tried to soothe her.

Celia was furious, but she knew making a scene would only give Winona the upper hand. Swallowing her anger, she shot Winona a resentful glance and left the office.

As soon as the door closed, Tyson turned back to Winona, softening his expression into a gentle smile.

"Nona, it's okay now. Don't be angry, alright? I'll do as you say," he murmured, his voice as tender and loving as ever. "You're my wife—would I ever really go against you?"

Winona felt a cold laugh bubble up inside her. Just two forged marriage certificates—what kind of wife did that make her? Tyson was only weighing his options, nothing more.

"If there's nothing else, I'll head out now," she said coolly.

"Nona, please, don't be upset anymore, okay?" Tyson caught her wrist. "Once this busy stretch is over, let's go to Tromsø and see the Northern Lights together. Just like we always planned, okay?"

Tromsø. The Northern Lights.

That was supposed to be their honeymoon destination, the place she'd been dreaming of visiting with him for three years. Hearing him mention it now sent a faint ripple through her heart—but it quickly faded. There was nothing left to look forward to.

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