Chapter 32

Callum frowned and pulled open the lounge door, fastening the last button on his shirt. Standing just outside was Julian, out of breath, his hairline damp with sweat. Julian's eyes immediately shifted past Callum and landed on Brittany. She stood a step behind him, her head slightly bowed and cheeks flushed pink, eyes darting away. The very picture of post-something bashfulness. Julian froze, and his brain short-circuited. What the hell? Wait. Did Brittany just… score? He'd only stepped out for five minutes or less to tell the secretary, Elise Buckley, to fetch some desserts and a cup of coffee. Callum had walked into the lounge, and Brittany had followed him in. Now this? Julian's mind exploded. A scandal of epic proportions had just detonated in his head. No way. Callum couldn't have… not in just a few minutes? Then it hit him—Callum and Nadia were getting divorced. Could it be that Callum was underperforming? Was that why Nadia was so determined to leave? Could Callum ha