CHAPTER 091: The Meeting With Mike

Desiree and I are back in our hotel room. She collapses onto the bed with a frustrated sigh, covering her eyes.

“I guess our plans are ruined,” she says.

“What plans?”

She lowers her arm slightly, staring up at the ceiling. “We wanted to get her out of Mike's life. But she's still there, Caspian. We wanted to get her out of the company, and not only is she still there—she's now a board director. How did it get so out of hand?”

I pace to the window, staring out at the view of the sea. “She’s blackmailing them,” I say.

Desiree props herself up on her elbows, frowning. “I figured that much. So what are we going to do now?”

Without replying, I pull out my phone and begin typing a message to Mike. He and I have unfinished business, and I won’t let him hide behind Mabel any longer. He’s got some explaining to do. ‘Meet me at the golf course in ten’, I write, then toss my phone back onto the nightstand.

“I’ve already called my private investigator,” I say, turning back to Desiree. “Antonio w