Landing this project would be enough—Paige could finally regain her leverage in negotiations with Rowan.
So, the matriarch gritted her teeth and agreed.
Marcia smiled, her confidence barely contained. “Don’t worry. As long as Elissa can finish the research, there’s no way she’ll slip through our fingers.”
The thought made Marcia grin in her sleep.
Just imagining herself as a lead researcher for a cancer drug was almost surreal; she didn’t dare picture what her life might look like after that.
If she wanted to marry Frank, even Carmela wouldn’t have much to say about it anymore.
All she could do was hope…
That Elissa wouldn’t let her down.
After chatting a bit more with Carmela, Marcia took Hickey upstairs to play.
Something occurred to her. She turned onto the balcony and dialed a number.
“Matriarch Paige Murphy, I just heard something and thought you ought to know.”
“What is it?” Paige’s voice was stern.
Marcia’s expression was cold, but her tone was lightly amused. “Elissa and Frank are divorced.”
There was a note of surprise in Paige’s reply. “Divorced?”
Given Elissa’s character, she wouldn’t let go of the Atwater family unless she’d truly been pushed to her limit.
Paige hadn’t expected the girl’s tolerance to have dropped so much over the years.
Marcia nodded. “That’s right. My mother-in-law told me herself. The divorce papers were signed before New Year’s. Frank must have been so fed up that he finally agreed to it.”
“Perhaps,” Marcia suggested, her voice sugary sweet, “you could start arranging another match for her now. After all, her future is yours to decide!”
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