Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband

400 Distraction (Judy)

I saunter in, heels clicking against the marble floor, and spot Viktor waiting for me at the reception area outside the boardroom Jayden's holed up in.

He's all muscle and menace, his arms crossed over his chest like a sentry guarding a fortress. I'm going to rattle his cage a little. Girl's gotta have some fun.

I stride up to him like an old friend. "Viktor! How wonderful!. I hope you aren't missing that traitor Gus too much... Guess that asshole finally got what he deserved."

I know that will make him pissed.

"Judy," he greets me as stoically as any mountain. "You need to leave."

I arch an eyebrow, a mock smile curves my lips. "Viktor, you're not even going to let a mother see her son? How heartless can you be?"

I give him my most charming smile. "Viktor, darling, you know I never stay where I'm not wanted." My gaze flicks to the boardroom door behind him. "But... I'm here for my son."

He doesn't move, blocking the path to the door completely. "Your son doesn't want to see you. You should leave."

I step closer, lowering my voice. "I'd prefer not to make a scene, Viktor. But you and I both know you can't keep me away forever."

His expression doesn't falter. "Try me."

I let out a small laugh. "You're so dramatic. Always have been. But this is family business, and it doesn't concern you."

He doesn't budge. Of course, Gus has trained his guard dog well. But, I lean in, just to poke the bear a little more. "I need to speak to my son. Now."

"Not happening," he replies, voice like granite. "You're wasting your time."Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Viktor, just a few seconds. You can stay with us. You can even frisk me."

His face is impassive. "Mr. Brennan doesn't want to see you. Turn around and go. I don't want trouble."

I tilt my head, stepping forward until I'm almost in his space. "You're just a glorified bouncer, you know that? But I guess it's better than tilling a field all day."

His eyes narrow, but he stands firm. "You're done here."

I laugh, the sound sharp and cutting. "Done? Oh, Viktor, you have no idea. I'm not scared of you." I try to step around him, but he moves with me, blocking my path.

I shove at his arm. "Get out of my way." 1

As soon as I touch him, he braces every muscle in his body and moves my hand off him.

His body barely shifts, and his voice is a cold warning. "You will not force your way past me, Judy."

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400 Distraction.

I press my palms against his chest, pretending to try and shove him aside. "You can't stop me! Jayden is my son. I will see him whether you like it or not." His large hands grip my upper arms. "Don't you dare put your hands on me- This is assault!" I thump my fists onto his chest. I don't want to get past him really. I'm just waiting to see what I need to see.

I gave the girl her cue. Hopefully she can get it right for the amount of money I paid her.

Viktor's had enough. In one swift motion, his grip firm but not painful, he physically lifts me off the ground. My feet dangle, and I let out a strangled shriek of outrage, thrashing in his grasp. "How dare you! Put me down! Do you have any idea who I am?"

His voice is devoid of emotion, as he carries me toward the exit. "You're trespassing, Judy. And if you keep resisting, this will get uglier."

"Uglier?" I screech, kicking out uselessly. "You think you can manhandle me like this? I'll have your job, your entire life ruined! You think Jayden will stand for this treatment of his mother?"

"We can forget Jayden caring about this scenario at all. Just what are you playing at? You know as well as I do that you were never getting near him."

I keep an eye out at the boardroom door, and I see her, a large yellow envelope in hand. She turns the handle and in she goes.

Checkmate.

"Maybe I'm here to see you, Viktor. I mean, we are old friends, no?"

"No." His grip unyielding as he continues to carry me out, past a crowd of stunned onlookers. I don't care.

I know my real mission is accomplished. I just have to keep Viktor distracted a little longer.

My pulse races with triumph. I stand on my feet and brush down my clothes to straighten them. "Well, I never! Unhand me, you brute."

"Goodbye, Judy," he says.

"You win." I hold up my hands in surrender and smile at him. After all, I'd hate to start any trouble." Viktor's gaze flicks to my smile, suspicion hardening his eyes. "You're up to something," he accuses. "Me? Please, I'm just a mother trying to see her son." My voice drips with mock innocence. "But if you're so determined to block me, I suppose I'll have to leave."

I know he doesn't buy it for a second, but he also doesn't know what just happened behind his back. I turn on my heel, walking away with grace. My head held high, victory swirling inside me.

The envelope reached Jayden, and the photos will do what they were meant to do. I couldn't care less about seeing him face-to-face. Not yet anyway. That will happen in good time.

He'll come crawling back, begging for me to console him. Telling me how right I've been all this time.

This is about planting seeds of doubt, about breaking him down where it matters most. Jayden will see the truth soon enough.

And when he does, everything he's built with Winona will crumble.