The Night His Company Went Public

Summary

The night Liam’s company went public, he vanished.

I called him all night, but couldn't reach him.

The next morning, news of the hotshot CEO spending the night at a hotel with a mystery woman was plastered everywhere.

I didn't cry. I didn't make a scene. I packed my bags and left New York.

Two months later, he finally called me.

"Aria," he said, his voice thick, "my head is splitting. I want that hangover tea you make."

Instead, a cold, unfamiliar male voice answered from my end of the line:

"Mr. Sullivan, please don't wake my wife. If you need hangover tea, call your secretary."