@magicandmayhcm Pamela Rebecca for John Ross
While she hasn’t moved from South Fork, Pamela was making strides with setting clear boundaries. It’d been unwise of her to think she could suddenly adopt a new family and ride the waves with them as they came. If it’d only been John Ross’ cheating it wouldn’t sting as much. But it was the betrayal of those around her that kept her awake at night. Time and time again she’d underestimated the collateral damage she was taking in by thinking she could trust them. Thinking she had a handle on this game they played. But a game couldn’t be played right if the rules kept changing.
So, Pamela Rebecca vowed to have them change to her will. Playing the fool was the last thing she wanted to be anymore. If that meant to put a wall around her heart, then so be it. But they were going to quickly notice she wasn’t going to take this fight sitting down while she hurt. She was going to drag them with her. As she walked into the conference room at Ewing Global, she took a manila folder from her bag, and slid it across the table towards John Ross. She sat down, and smiled with cold emerald blue eyes. “I figured you should be aware of the expectations of our marriage moving forward.”
In the documents it indicated he move forward in the expansion of the house at South Fork. Agree to a 80/20 split of all profits the marriage brought to the combined wealth of their estates, should they divorce. In return, she would be present and play the dutiful wife for the shareholders and the company while they navigated these murky waters in their cashflow. In the by lines it read, she would receive 100 percent should John Ross be caught philandering in public or by press. It was a clear indication they would be together in paper and by reputation, but nothing else. She couldn’t see any other way to hurt him as much as he hurt her than in his wallet, and freedom.
