Just finished Goodbye Forever Ex-Husband Novel - Chapter 120

Chapter 120 ADRIAN'S POV Surely , I'm not the only person who thinks Saturdays are boring . The world outside might be buzzing with weekend energy -people going out , kids playing in yards , couples brunching - but for me , Saturdays are just another reminder that there's always more to be done . I placed the glass of whiskey down beside my laptop with a light clink and leaned forward again , my fingers dancing over the keyboard , eyes fixed on the screen .

Even though today was technically a weekend , and I was the CEO of one of the most powerful corporations in the country , that didn't mean I had the luxury to sit around and relax . Progress doesn't wait . Power doesn't rest . My phone vibrated against the glass table , drawing my attention . The name flashing on the screen pulled a small smirk to my face . Paul - my trusted supervisor from the financial team . Right on time . I picked it up immediately , already switching to speaker as I continued typing . " A happy weekend to you , sir , " Paul said , his tone brisk and professional .

" I'm almost at your gate ." " Alright , " I replied , eyes still on the screen , scanning rows of figures . " I already told security to let you in . Just come straight to my study when you get here . " " Yes , sir , " he said , before the call ended with a soft beep . I know most people would think I'm insane for calling a staff member over on a Saturday , but patience was never my virtue . Especially not now . Especially not with what I was planning . Monday was already packed , and I didn't want this to drag into the new week .

Everything needed to start falling into place - starting now . I'd waited long enough . I gave the old man time to recover . I let them believe they were safe , untouched , forgotten . But now that he was out of the hospital and back on his feet , the game resumed . And this time , I wouldn't be holding back . This meeting with Paul ? Just the first piece of a much larger puzzle I'd spent months quietly assembling . I had my pieces in position . It was time to make a move . A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts .

I reached for the bottle and poured another glass of whiskey , the golden liquid catching the dim light of the study , before answering . " Coming ," I said . The door opened slowly , and Dora stepped inside . She was wearing one of those soft , silk robes she liked lounging around in , her face unreadable but her posture clearly anxious . She lingered by the door , hesitant . " Do you have some spare time? " she asked cautiously . " I'd like to talk to you about something ... .. personal ." I blinked , surprised by her tone . It wasn't like Dora to act nervous .