Yves Prescott was genuinely stunned. "What?"
He honestly hadn't expected it—the crazy, unkempt woman he'd just insulted turned out to be the project's creator?
"You heard me right, Yves Prescott. The person you wanted to meet is me. Me! Let me make it clear: I will not work with you. I will never let you invest in my project, not now, not ever, so give up the idea. Goodbye!"
With that, Winona spun on her heel and marched away.
She made it two steps before turning back.
"And, Yves Prescott, listen up. I've heard all the rumors about you, how you play on both sides of the law and treat life like it doesn't matter. Fine, I'll take them seriously. If you so much as threaten me, I've got the whole thing recorded on my phone. I'll make sure everyone in the country knows if you try to sell me out to some hellhole in the middle of nowhere!"
This time, Winona walked off without a backward glance.
She'd lost herself once before, lost her dignity, but that was in front of Julian—a man she'd once loved, the father of her daughter.
But Yves Prescott? He meant nothing to her. They'd never even crossed paths before—no history, no grudges. Why did he have to treat her like this? He'd nearly choked the life out of her.
After the argument, Winona's spirits soared. She hadn't felt this good in a long time.
Over the next few days, with Wesley by her side, she rented an office and registered her own design firm.
She invested a million dollars in the business.
From now on, she'd be signing contracts as the head of her own firm, working with investors to develop her retirement community project.
Sitting in her own office, watching the steady flow of traffic below, Winona was overwhelmed with emotion.
It had taken just over a month to go from housewife to the majority shareholder of her own design company.
"So, from now on… I'm your company's vice president, right?" Mia asked for the ninety-ninth time.
"That's right," Winona replied for the ninety-ninth time. "You'll be in charge of ordering takeout, keeping the office clean, handling the mail, running errands, and dropping Zane off at school. Vice president."



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