confidence in Cassâs ability to run Fyra?
And what was with that look Alex and Trinity had exchanged? Did they know Cass had lied about how much Gage had affected her? And Trinity hadnât defended Cass, not when Gageâs offer had come up and not when Alex had attacked Cass for her lack of a plan.
It all rubbed at the raw place inside that Gage had opened up.
Cass cleared her throat and forced her CEO mask back into place. Emotions had no place in a boardroom, yet sheâd been letting them run rampant thus far. It was much harder than she would have expected to shut it down given all the practice she had.
âIâve got this,â she said a little more calmly. âTrust me. Nothing is more important than finding this leak. Let me take care of it.â
Trinity nodded. âLetâs meet again on Friday. You can give us a progress report then.â
Cass watched the other ladies stand and leave the conference room. No one said a word but the vote of no confidence rang out in the silence, nonetheless.
With the room empty, she let her forehead thunk the table but the wood didnât cool her raging thoughts.
She needed a plan.
But Gage had messed her up. Of course he was the reason sheâd slipped up in the board meeting. Why had he picked today to dismantle her careful facade?
Her head snapped up. What if the timing wasnât coincidental? It had been bothering her how accurate his information was and how quickly on the heels of the trade article publication that heâd shown up. What if heâd planted someone in her company who was feeding him information and the mention of Fyra in the trade magazine had been designed to throw her off?
But why would he do that? He was already successful in his own right and he was willing to pay for the formula. It wasnât as if heâd put a mole in her company in hopes of stealing it.
Or was it?
She had to make sure. Sheâd never forgive herself if she left that stone unturned.
She also had to make progress on discovering who the culprit was and the faster the better. If the leak heard the formula was worth one hundred million dollars to GB Skin, it was as good as stolen. And Gage probably wasnât the only competitor willing to ante up.
Fyra needed Cass to step up, to lead this company. So sheâd keep her friends close and her enemies closer, no matter what sort of distasteful cozying up to the CEO of GB Skin sheâd have to do. After all, she did owe Gage Branson and it was time to pay him back.
Heâd used her once upon a time. Turnabout was fair play in Gageâs book, was it? It was time for Cass to wholeheartedly embrace that mantra.
Whatever Gageâs game was, sheâd uncover it. And maybe exact some revenge at the same time. Karma indeed.
* * *
Whistling as he rounded the Hummerâs bumper, Gage went over his pitch as he strolled toward the entrance to Fyra Cosmetics only one short day after running into Cass in the parking lot. After sheâd kicked him out, heâd really expected to have to push her for another appointment. When sheâd called, it had been a pleasant surprise.
The 9:00 a.m. appointment had been another one. Nice to be Cassâs first priority for the day. Apparently sheâd thought about the logic of his offer overnight and was finally on board. Or the other executives had convinced her that selling him the formula did make for smart business, like heâd told Cass. Either way, the tide had turned.
Which was good because Arwen didnât like the hotel, and sheâd let Gage know about it. Loudly. Heâd have to take her on a weekend camping trip to the Hill Country to make up for all of this. Hopefully, he could melt a little of the ice in Cassâs spine, close the deal and be back in Austin tomorrow.
Depending how things went with the ice melting, of course. If Cass was still as hot as he remembered under her new bulletproof CEO exterior, he