Chapter 20
Lyra clocked Renee’s bitter stare and casually held up a financial report.
“See that? Lebeau Corp’s finally in the black. Took a year, but we did it.”
Then she pulled out her phone, tapped open a wedding pic from last week.
“Weston and I got married. Honestly? Thanks. Your constant flexing about Joel was the shove I needed. If you hadn’t gone so hard, I might’ve stayed. Crazy, right? Married my childhood crush. The internet’s eating it up.”