He Married Her For A Bet—But The Night She Collapsed, Everything He Thought He Controlled Fell Apart P2
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Because I wanted you to see them exactly as they are.”
He paused.
“And I wanted them to see exactly who they were dealing with.”
Maya looked at the papers.
Then at the ring.
Then back at Taylor.
“What happens now?”
Taylor smiled.
“Tomorrow morning, you become the director of the foundation.”
“And the people who tried to stop me?”
“They’ll have to answer to you.”
Maya laughed softly.
“I don’t think they’re going to like me.”
Taylor squeezed her hand.
“They weren’t supposed to.”
The next morning, Maya walked into Taylor’s office wearing the same blue dress.
She had considered changing.
But then she decided not to.
She wanted to remember the woman who had walked into that ballroom believing she wasn’t enough.
Because she wasn’t that woman anymore.
Taylor was waiting beside the conference table.
Several executives sat around it.
The same people who had smiled politely at her for months.
The same people who had never really seen her.
Taylor opened the meeting.
“Everyone, this is Maya.”
One of the executives smiled.
“We’ve met.”
Taylor nodded.
“I know.”
He placed a folder on the table.
“Effective today, Maya will oversee the foundation’s operations.”
The room became silent.
One man immediately objected.
“With respect, Taylor, she has no experience in corporate philanthropy.”
Maya looked at him.
Taylor didn’t answer.
Maya did.
“Maybe not.”
She opened the folder.
“But I know exactly how many employees at your hotels are currently struggling to pay rent.”
The man’s expression changed.
She continued.
“I know which staff members have been denied medical assistance.”
Another executive shifted in his chair.
“And I know which departments have been moving money between accounts without proper authorization.”
Nobody spoke.
Taylor looked at Maya.
She smiled.
“I’ve been paying attention.”
The room went completely silent.
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