My Coldhearted Husband’s Regret

When Veronica finished speaking, Niall's response came swift and calculated.

"I understand completely."

Her eyes locked onto Veronica with laser precision, studying every micro-expression on the woman's face.

"Since that's your position, Ms. Murray, perhaps you could enlighten me about the specific shortcomings in our proposal. That way, we can address them properly."

Veronica recognized the trap immediately. This wasn't a genuine request for feedback but a deliberate provocation designed to corner her into an impossible situation.

A knowing smile curved her lips as she responded with deadly calm.

"Ms. Crystal, identifying weaknesses in your own proposal falls squarely within your responsibilities, not ours. Do you honestly believe it's our job to do your work for you? I should remind you that we have no obligation whatsoever to partner with your company. When you ask questions like that, you're essentially admitting that you want our business but haven't bothered to understand what we actually need. If that's truly the case, then you've just confirmed my suspicions about your team's complete inability to meet our expectations."

Niall had orchestrated this moment perfectly, or so she believed. Her strategy was elegant in its simplicity: when Veronica inevitably failed to articulate specific flaws in the proposal, Niall would have her opening to strike. She had even prepared a secondary attack should Veronica attempt to bluff her way through by listing random issues.

But Veronica had done something entirely unexpected. Instead of taking the bait, she had turned the entire conversation on its head, creating an even more sophisticated trap that left Niall scrambling for solid ground.

The realization hit Niall like ice water. She forced her expression to remain neutral as she regrouped.

"I believe there's been a fundamental misunderstanding, Ms. Murray. My suggestion comes from a place of believing that successful partnerships require mutual collaboration. When challenges arise in any proposal, shouldn't both parties work together to find solutions that benefit everyone involved?"

Veronica had been reaching for her teacup when the question stopped her mid-motion. She hadn't anticipated this particular angle of attack.

Setting down the cup, she tilted her head with genuine curiosity.

"Tell me something, Ms. Crystal. Is this your first time leading partnership negotiations?"

The question hit its mark. Niall's carefully maintained composure cracked slightly, her brow furrowing as she struggled to understand where this was heading.

Veronica didn't wait for an answer. Her smile remained warm, almost maternal, as she continued.

"The collaborative approach you're describing works beautifully in certain environments. Family discussions, academic settings, team-building exercises. But we're not in a classroom or a therapy session, Ms. Crystal. This is business. People enter business relationships for one reason: profit. When that profit disappears, so does the relationship. Given that reality, why would any rational company choose a subpar option when superior alternatives are readily available?"

Despite the gentle tone and pleasant expression, Niall felt something cold crawling up her spine. Each word landed with surgical precision, dismantling her position piece by piece.

She found herself staring at Veronica as if seeing her for the first time. Every assumption she had made about this woman was crumbling in real time.

Veronica reached across the table, nudging Niall's teacup closer to her.

"Please, try the tea, Ms. Crystal. It's really quite exceptional."

The gesture was simple, almost motherly. But in the context of their conversation, it felt like something else entirely. A demonstration of control. A reminder of who held the power in this room.

Niall's hand trembled almost imperceptibly as she lifted the cup. Refusing would be tantamount to admitting defeat.

"Thank you, Ms. Murray."

"My pleasure entirely, Ms. Crystal."

Throughout this entire exchange, Dario had been stealing glances from his position across the room. His concern for Veronica had been growing by the minute, knowing Niall's reputation for psychological manipulation and underhanded tactics.

What he witnessed instead left him genuinely stunned. Veronica hadn't just held her own; she had systematically dismantled Niall's offensive without breaking a sweat.

After he finished reviewing the proposal details with Owen and escorted both visitors to the door, Dario returned to find Veronica organizing her notes with characteristic efficiency.

He couldn't contain his admiration.

"That was absolutely masterful."

Veronica glanced up from her papers, a soft laugh escaping her lips.

"Well, there was a good reason Dennis Group hired me as a secretary."

The comment reminded Dario of something he frequently overlooked. While Veronica might not have been directly involved in Dennis Group's highest-level client negotiations, she had spent years observing, learning, and occasionally participating in complex business dealings. That experience had forged her into someone far more formidable than her quiet demeanor suggested.

His curiosity got the better of him.

"So tell me honestly, were there actually problems with the Crystal' proposal?"

"Absolutely."

Veronica's immediate response surprised him. She continued without looking up from her work.

"The proposal itself was remarkably thorough. Every technical specification was accurate, every detail carefully researched and documented."

She paused, tapping her pen against the desk thoughtfully.

"I strongly suspect Cullen provided direct assistance with the technical components. His fingerprints are all over the strategic framework."

Dario leaned forward, intrigued.

"But?"

"But there's something fundamentally disconnected about the whole thing. When you try to imagine actually implementing their recommendations, the pieces don't quite fit together the way they should. It's like having a beautiful blueprint that looks perfect on paper but would create structural problems if you actually built from it."

She finally looked up, meeting his eyes directly.

"The proposal demonstrates impressive knowledge and attention to detail. What it lacks is genuine understanding of how those details translate into practical reality. That gap between theory and application? That's what makes it ultimately worthless to us."