Regina's POV
It didn't take long for me to reach Dan's place. I heaved in a deep sigh, trying to hype myself up for this annoying meeting with Dan. I mean, now I was starting to regret it. What was I thinking! Then I heard noises... I would recognize that voice anywhere. It was none other than Lloyd, but who was she yelling at. And more importantly, why the hell was she over at Dan's this exact moment! Damn it, I wasn't ready for that woman's drama today. Still, I got down from the car to make my way over to the scenario. However, I was meeting the strangest person to see there, Mr Walton. "I paid you to do your job right, you and your damn company!" Lloyd's voice would not stop booming. "I understand that you are upset right now, but watch your tone. Ma'am." The Mr Walton said very calmly. The look on his face signified that he was not up for that argument but was probably just doing his job. "Hey don't talk to my mother like that!" Barked Dan. My presence was quickly noticed as Dan called out my name. Lloyd eyed me with obvious hatred. "And what are you supposed to be doing here?" "Dan asked me to come." I rolled my eyes and fixed my gaze at Dan. His eyes met with mine and he instantly looked away. "Um, I don't recall inviting you over." "What!" I spat out. "You are so dumb, so slow! So annoying, will she kill you if you just act smart for once in your life!--" "Stop your noise you rat. And get out of here right now before I get the security again." Lloyd said in a commanding tone. "But she isn't meeting your son, madam. She's here with me." Nicholas said all of a sudden. My eyes widened. "Um...wait, I am?" I blinked, looking so puzzled. "Of course. Madam Ellison over here has issued some complaints. And we're here to hear from her, the CFO as well as the finance manager." Nicholas explained further, though I still didn't understand him. "What? She didn't come here with you, she came because I asked her to." Dan said, then suddenly his cheeks flustered. His mother's glance at him made him look like he was about to collapse from fear. "And what do you mean by that?" Lloyd said, looking disgusted. Even I was taken aback by that. Nicholas started to talk, saying things about me that even I didn't know of! "Well, she's here with me, just doing her job." Miss Regina here has been working with us for the past four years, she pretty great at that." Dan chuckled, "see you're mistaken here. She's just a finance assistant. When did she suddenly become the finance manager, ha! Did you hire this guy to come here and praise you?" I rolled my eyes, anger stirring up inside me at how annoying Dan could be. As my lips parted for me to defend myself, Nicholas continued again, cuting me off. "As at today. You didn't tell them?" Nicholas faced me, thick brows arching up. "She got promoted today." Lloyd made a sound that was close to a hiccup, and Dan? His eyes widened open in shock. "She does her job right, just as I've explained before, so the promotion was necessary. By the way, that's why you all should treat her nice, because she's a good person and even if you're not, at least pretend." "I beg your pardon?!" Llyod exclaimed. "Clearly you have no respect whatsoever. I rushed down here because I thought at least it would be worth it to keep people like you, good clients of the company. But it turns out you aren't really worth it." "You will speak to my mother with respect you...you fool!" Dan barked out. Unconsciously, I laughed out. "So sorry, it's just ...It's so surprising that you're trying to act like a man now when you've been a grown ass pussy all this while!--" Nicholas reached for my arm and tapped it a little too hard that I groaned. "I believe what she's trying to say is that you should act like a man in the right senses and be polite. Right, miss Regina?" I frowned, but turned it into a half felt smile. "Right." "This is nonsense. Let me guess, so you've been sleeping with your boss all this while? What kind of a lady are you? You pretender--" "Listen to me, I don't give a shit as to what's going on right now. I'm still angry," Lloyd roared out, instantly shutting Dan up. "Tell me then, as this new manager, how do you intend to fix my problems? Answer me now because if this doesn't gets resolved, well, let's just say you won't be manager for more than a day. With one simple phone call, I can--" Nicholas glared at me and silently shook his head as I was about to respond. Again, I had to keep my mouth shut. "Firstly, she is a finance manager, not some therapist who can fix your problems. Secondly, you are not seriously threatening her right in my presence, are you?" Nicholas stopped Lloyd. Her gaze shifted as Lloyd's stare was fixated on her. She blinked, then regained her confidence again, standing tall with her head and shoulders up high. "You are just a staff there, not the director. I know him so very well, we both have come a long way, you know? So if you think for one second that I am afraid of you, then you are wrong." "I wouldn't want you to be afraid of me. I'm just a simple guy who's in love with his job, not a hunting lion." Nicholas said and I tried so hard to contain my laughter. "We are here on behalf of the company, so you will treat us with respect." There was something about his stance...his aura that forced me to smile in admiration. "Now, let's start all over again, shall we? Is this really the kind of person you are, miss Ellison? You just seem so fake online, so nice...caring...I wonder what will happen when I get over sharing by telling the Keepers of your little attitude. Damn, they would be so surprised, don't you think so?" There. Lloyd's face instantly became a mask of terror, her cold eyes melting as fear hit her. "The Keepers?" I said out loud. "What the hell is that--" Shivering, Lloyd slapped Dan in the face. "Let's welcome our guest, stop talking trash and get them inside. Now." Looking so surprised, Dan held his cheeks. Even I was stunned to see Lloyd get so violent like that with what Nicholas had just said! "That's much better, Mrs Ellison. Let's talk better inside, shall we?" The smile on Nicholas face was so bright it reached his eyes, making them glint. He must have been so proud of himself. But what could he have against someone as powerful and fearless as Lloyd? I want to find out. Hell, maybe Nicholas is just the right person to keep on my side, as shield against the so-called Ellison family!Regina's POVI was halfway through my second espresso when I got the text.Be ready? What did she mean?I barely had time to dwell on it. My inbox pinged again—this time with a forwarded email. From Cassandra.She'd sent an anonymous tip to HR. Accusing me of "impropriety with upper management" and "possible conflict of interest."I couldn't even be mad.This was the move. She wanted to force my hand. Make me panic. Resign. Beg Nicholas to rescue me.But I wasn't the same woman I'd been weeks ago. I printed out the email, highlighted the phrasing, and walked straight to Jenna's office.She didn't even look surprised."Close the door," she said calmly.I did. I was still so shocked at Nicholas's visit last night and the things he'd said. But now this?She stood up from her desk and faced me. "This isn't your first war, is it?"I blinked. "Excuse me?""You heard me. You're too calm. Most women would be crying or threatening lawsuits.""I did the crying part already," I muttered. "Bathro
Hey! Chapter 63 is ready—here it comes.Regina's POVI stared at my phone, trying to breathe, trying not to lose it. The email was short. Just five words."Let's talk. Midnight. Parking lot."And it was from Cassandra.I should've deleted it. Blocked her. Told Nicholas. But instead, I slipped my phone into my purse and got back to work like I hadn't just received a message from the woman who wanted me destroyed."Regina," Mary called, fake sweet. "Can you send me the updated portfolio deck? The one you accidentally messed up last time?"I looked up slowly. "It's already in your inbox. I corrected your numbers too." She blinked. Her little smile faltered. Not today, Mary.I powered through the rest of the day like I was made of steel, but inside, I was unraveling. Cassandra wanted to talk. That meant she had something. Something new. Something worse.Or maybe... maybe she was bluffing. Playing another game.By the time midnight came, my nerves were shot. I parked in the far corner of t
Regina's POV The next morning, my phone buzzed nonstop, but I ignored it all—except one message from Nicholas: We need to talk. Now.!My gut twisted upon seeing that message. After Jenna's warning last night, I wasn't sure if I should run to him or run from him. But I knew I couldn't wait.I met him in the conference room—the one that had become a battlefield more than a place for business. He looked different: tired eyes, clenched jaw, a man juggling too many secrets."Regina," he said, voice low, "we don't have much time. Mary's playing for keeps, and Jenna's right — you're in the crosshairs."I bristled. "Thanks for the heads-up. You think I don't know? You're the one who keeps quiet when she tries to humiliate me in meetings."His eyes flashed with something I didn't expect—regret? "I'm handling it in my way. Publicly punishing Mary would only make things worse. You're smarter than I thought—you see the chessboard, but you don't see the pieces I'm protecting."I crossed my arms,
Regina's POV The office felt heavier than usual, like the air itself was thick with tension. I noticed the stares the moment I walked in. Some eyes were curious, some cold, and some downright hostile. Mary, of course, gave me that smirk—like she was waiting for me to slip up. She was patient, dangerous.I buried my head in my work, trying to focus. But my nerves betrayed me. That mistake on the finance report... it wasn't huge, but it was bad enough to almost cost us a major client deal. I spotted it just in time, fingers shaking as I recalculated everything. I fixed the numbers, rechecked, triple-checked. It was right now. But the thought that I could have blown this made my stomach twist.Mary's victory smirk got worse as the day went on. She whispered to colleagues, and I caught her saying, "Guess Regina's not as perfect as she thinks." Perfect? I never claimed to be. But I was damn good at my job.At lunch, I caught a glimpse of Kimberly across the room, her lips curled into a sl
Regina's POVI didn't sleep that night.The image of Cassandra and Nicholas replayed in my mind on a sickening loop. Her perfectly manicured hand on his arm. His smile—lazy, familiar, like he wasn't hiding anything.I couldn't stop thinking: Had he planned this? Had she? Was I the fool in the middle, again?By morning, I looked like I'd gone three rounds with insomnia and lost all of them. But I still showed up to work in my best blazer, heels sharp enough to stab egos.Because no one would see me crumble. Not Mary, Not Jenna. Definitely not Cassandra.And especially not Nicholas.I was halfway through reviewing a quarterly report when my phone buzzed.Nate texted, Meeting confirmed. 7pm. Excited to talk more.My stomach did a tiny flip. This consulting gig could be more than a side hustle—it was a parachute. A way out of the Walton vortex. Out of being the girl who got tangled in office politics and someone else's drama.Maybe even a way to start over."Regina." Jenna's voice pulled
Regina's POV The office buzzed with energy, but none of it reached me.I sat at my desk, staring blankly at my screen, pretending to read an email I'd opened five times already. My heart was still racing from the boardroom ambush. Mary had come in swinging with half-truths and sugar-coated insults, and Nicholas... he just sat there."What the fuck..." I thought in my mind. This pure silence was deafening!I wasn't expecting a sword fight on my behalf, but damn. A word? A glance? Anything!?Instead, he nodded at the end of Mary's little performance and moved on like I was invisible. Like the dagger hadn't landed.I bit my lip, forcing down the heat in my chest. This wasn't about emotions. It was about power.And I was done giving mine away."Regina," a voice called from behind me.I turned to see Jenna approaching, her expression unreadable."Hey," I said, trying to sound normal."Got a minute?" she asked, already walking toward the break room.I followed, tension knotting in my stoma
Regina's POVI couldn't sleep last night. Nicholas hadn't come home. No text. No call. Just silence.I tossed and turned, staring at the ceiling in his apartment, wondering if I was losing him, not again By morning, my eyes were swollen. My phone had no new messages. My heart had nothing left to hope for.I dragged myself out of bed, pulled my hair into a messy bun, and forced myself into a pencil skirt. The real estate world didn't care about your broken heart. Deals didn't wait for tears to dry.When I arrived at work, the whispers started again. Louder now."She's the reason the Carter deal almost fell apart...""...caught crying in the break room last week...""...Nicholas hasn't looked at her in days."I kept walking. Mary shot me a smug smile as I passed her desk. That witch had been on a power trip since Nicholas pulled back. And now she was bold enough to wear the same red lipstick I wore last week.In the conference room, I was the last to enter. Nicholas was already seated a
Regina's POVI couldn't breathe.The moment I saw the video on Nicholas's phone, everything around me blurred. The hallway, the murmurs, even his voice faded out.Just me and the screen. And the gut-punch of betrayal threatening to drag me under.He lowered the phone. "Regina, I swear to you—it's not what you think."I blinked at him, once. "Then explain it."Nicholas looked torn and he hesitated, "Wrong move." I growled. My heels clicked hard against the marble as I turned and walked—no, stormed—toward the exit. I didn't care who saw. Let them whisper. Let them have their scandal. Again.He caught up to me at the parking lot. "Regina, listen—Geneva was over a year ago. It was before I even met you."I froze. "Then why lie about it? Why hide it?""I wasn't hiding anything," he said, exasperated. "That video's edited. Whoever sent it wants to break us apart."I stared at him. My voice was ice. "And why would someone have a video of you half-naked in a hotel room in Geneva to begin wit
Regina's POVI didn't sleep. How could I? That text haunted me all night.By morning, my body felt like lead, but my mind was sharp. Angry-sharp. Ready-for-war sharp.Nicholas left before sunrise, headed straight to Legal. He didn't say much—just kissed my forehead, told me to trust him, and disappeared in a swirl of tailored suit and tension.I stared at my coffee for ten minutes before I finally moved. This wasn't the time to sulk. Or cry..It was time to act. And I had my own cards to play.I walked into the office just after nine, dressed like I had nothing to hide—sleek black pantsuit, red lips, hair slicked back. The kind of look that said: "Try me, and I'll bury you with a smile."The whispers started again, but I didn't flinch.Mary was waiting by the elevators like she was the queen of spite. She gave me a sugary smile."Morning, Regina. Sleep well?"I didn't stop walking. "Better than you will tonight."Her smile dropped."Small win." My brain thought.At my desk, a folder wai