Despite Toria’s reservations, Reyona had already made up her mind.
She was done hiding.
She was done being a coward.
She was going to take what belonged to her from that bastard and then drag his ass through the court and back.
“If it really comes to that,” she muttered to herself as she dressed up carefully that morning.
Of course, she had vowed to herself to be more assertive but then a tiny part of her still wished things didn’t go this way.
Changed personality or not, hanging her dirty linen in the open for all to speculate and discuss was not her game plan.
She was dressed in an electric-blue power suit and trousers.
The suit had one pearl button in the middle, perfectly displaying the orange silk shirt she had underneath.
Paired with minimal jewellery of pearl earrings, a necklace, and a watch, the powerful CEO look was well complimented with passion diamond stilletos and a matching Channel bag.