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Chapter 292 The Boss’s Future Wife
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Billionaire Boss? Nah, Just A Possessive Husband! Chapter 292 The Boss’s Future Wife
‘Her father sits on the Humphrey board,’ Spencer continued, watching my face like a fat hawk. ‘She has considerable… influence. Maintaining a positive working relationship with her will be crucial for Velos. I trust that won’t be a problem?’The gauntlet was thrown. I could refuse, look scared, and confirm every ‘not-up-to-it’ assumption he had. Or…‘Well, when you put it like that, how can I refuse? It does sound important.’ I took a step closer to his desk. ‘Of course, acting as primary liaison for a venture of this potential scale will require dedicated resources.’He opened his mouth, but I didn’t give him the chance to speak. ‘I’ll need an expanded discretionary budget for client relations. And I’ll be pulling two analysts from your pool to support the data side full-time. I assume you can fast-track those approvals, since you’re so keen for me to start?’His smile faltered for a nanosecond. ‘Well, I… the budget is rather tight this quarter, and the analysts…’‘Spencer,’ I said, l
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A flicker of surprise crossed his face. ‘I… did not know that.’‘Well, now you do. So you’ll understand why I’m not rushing to make announcements.’Besides, I wasn’t sure this thing between us would last long enough to warrant an announcement, I added silently.‘Did you call me in here just to gossip?’ I deflected.‘No.’ He picked up a thick folder from his desk. ‘Could you take this down to Spencer Fields in Operations?’I stepped forward. My fingers had just closed on the cardboard edge when he gave it a gentle tug.I stumbled half a step, brought within inches of him. We were standing so close I could see the tiny mole under the outer corner of his left eye and the faint shadow of stubble along his jaw.For some reason, unshaven Lochlan always jolted my libido more than Lochlan the clean-cut version. Kissing his stubbled chin was one of my secret fetishes I’d never tell him.I looked away with difficulty. ‘It’s the middle of the workday. We’ve talked about this. There’re rules.’He
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As I got into my car, I thought about calling Grandma Alison.She loved a good gossip and had a memory like a steel trap. She’d know the real story.But would she tell me? Or was this one of those family secrets everyone agreed to bury?As I turned out of my parents’ street, a glint of silver caught my eye.A sleek, anonymous-looking sedan was parked a few houses down. It looked familiar in that vague, expensive way. The windows were tinted to oblivion, giving nothing away.Probably nothing. I pushed it out of my mind.Given the complete train wreck my morning had been, and the fact I was already catastrophically late, I figured another half hour wouldn’t tip the scales from ‘fired’ to ‘merely crucified’.I drove straight to a 24-hour jet wash, shoved a small fortune in coins into the machine, and gave my poor Fiat the most thorough, vigorous, almost punitive scrubbing of its life.No one needed to know what those seats had witnessed just a few hours before dawn.I slunk into the Velos
Billionaire Boss? Nah, Just A Possessive Husband! Chapter 289 Chaos, Half-Truths
The words didn’t so much land as detonate.A stunned, reverberating silence lasted for half a second. Then chaos erupted.‘Cary!’ I snarled. ‘Shut your mouth right now!’‘It’s true, isn’t it?’ he shot back. ‘Why hide it? It’s written all over both of you.’Andre’s head swivelled from Cary to me, his eyes sharpening into a surgeon’s focused intensity. ‘Hyacinth. Is that true?’My mother gasped, a hand flying to her chest. ‘Hyacinth? What is he saying?’My father, still leaning on his bad ankle, looked utterly bewildered. ‘With Mr… Hastings?’I saw Lochlan stand up from the sofa. He opened his mouth.‘Don’t you dare!’ I barked at him, throwing a hand up in his direction like a traffic cop.‘Well, I never!’ Rhonda Higgins boomed. ‘What a thing to say! But I thought you and my Andre could give it a proper try, didn’t I? Who is this boss man, Hyacinth? Is it true? Is it serious? Is there no chance for my poor, brilliant boy? He’s been pining for years, he has—‘‘Mum. Please.’ Andre’s voice
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Mum answered for me.‘Ah.’ He nodded slowly, as if confirming a profound theory. ‘And the month?’‘April.’‘April…’ he repeated, the word drawn out into a sigh of deep significance.‘Why do you ask, Mr Lockwood?’ Mum’s voice was steady, but I could see the pulse fluttering in her throat.Aaron just looked wistful, lost in some private archive of memory.I looked at him, then looked at my mother.Oh, god. A horrific, soap-opera-worthy idea slammed into me.Did Aaron Lockwood think I was his secret love child?No, wait, that didn’t fit the ‘you look like my dead wife’ bit.Unless… his dead wife looked like my mother?Was this some twisted ‘you remind me of my lost love’ scenario?Was he here for me or my mum?Ding-dong!The doorbell chimed, a cheerful sound that felt violently out of place.I moved like an automaton to answer it.On the step stood Rhonda Higgins, resplendent in a floral explosion that could have caused seizures, and beside her, Andre.‘Hyacinth, pet! You are home!’ Rhond
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‘Well, Saturday. Surely you’re not working through the weekend.’‘Saturday… actually, I might have to go on a business trip. Frankfurt.’‘Let me get this straight. You have a party on Friday. And a sudden business trip on Saturday.’I gave her my most innocent, wide-eyed look, the one that never worked. ‘The corporate world, Mum. It’s a whirlwind.’‘This Frankfurt trip. You’re going with Mr Hastings.’I concentrated very hard on my coffee, taking a scalding sip. ‘Mmm-hmm.’‘Just the two of you?’‘Of course not. There’ll be other people from the office. A whole delegation.’‘Is it absolutely necessary for you to go?’‘Mum, I’m his Director. His right-hand woman. It’s literally in my job description to be right there, handing him things.’‘Hyacinth…’ She hesitated, twisting her napkin. ‘Maybe it’s time to think about a different job. You spend all day, and now it seems all night and half of Europe, with this man. It’s… it’s a situation waiting to happen.’The situation has already happen
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