Chapter 32

"I'm a married man, so who else could've bitten my lip?" Curtis retorted lightly. A hint of amusement flickered in his eyes, but his expression remained dark and brooding. The surrounding executives exchanged glances with each other, not understanding where this sudden tension was coming from. Showing no change in expression, Zachary simply nodded slightly. "Marcy hasn't been in a good mood lately. She mentioned divorce in a moment of anger. If there's been some kind of misunderstanding between you two, you really should talk it out. Don't let the family worry." A sharp, mocking smirk tugged at the corner of Curtis' lips. He had no interest in continuing the charade with someone so insincere. "You said it yourself that it was just something she said in anger. She's my wife, so I'll take care of her. There's no need for you to worry." With that, he turned and walked straight into his office. Zachary remained standing for a moment before stepping into the elevator. Inside, he gently