Word of the Henson Group's moves spread fast. Rumors about the divorce tore through every boardroom in the city's upper circles.
Ava Henson and Dominic Calloway's marriage collapses. Calloway Group stock in freefall.
The Henson family goes all in. Has the Henson heiress lost her mind?
Everyone was calculating the cost of this split, convinced I was acting on impulse.
Only I knew the truth. This wasn't a tantrum.
This was salvation.
Cutting the deadweight loose was the only way to win.
The joint development projects between the Henson and Calloway Groups? Pulled.
The technical teams the Henson family had lent to support Calloway operations? Pulled.
Henson capital? Every last cent of it. Gone.
As for whatever support the Calloways had provided in return, my father and I had already lined up new teams, new technical management, weeks in advance.
Within twenty-four hours, the replacements were in place. Every project under Henson's control moved forward without a hitch.
The funding gap was covered by a contract we'd already signed with the bank. The money would land in two days.