LOGINLily stepped into the meeting room, her heart racing with confusion. She had no idea why Lewis, the CEO, wanted her there; her department was completely separate from the project being discussed. As she entered, she spotted Mia sitting at the table, her eyes widening in surprise when she saw Lily.
“What are you doing here?” Mia whispered, leaning closer. “I thought you were sick!”
“The assistant told me Lewis wanted me in this meeting,” Lily replied, her voice strained as she held a tissue box in one hand, continuously wiping her running nose. She felt the familiar tickle in her throat and suppressed another sneeze, but it escaped anyway, echoing in the otherwise quiet room.
Mia frowned, concern evident on her face. “You shouldn’t be here if you’re not feeling well. You look terrible!”
“I know,” Lily admitted, her head pounding and her body aching. “But I can’t just ignore Lewis’s request.” She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself, but the discomfort was overwhelming.
As the meeting commenced, Lewis entered, his presence commanding the room. He glanced around before locking eyes with Lily, and she felt a wave of anxiety wash over her. Instead of showing any concern for her condition, he dove straight into the agenda, completely focused on the business at hand.
Lily sat there, struggling to focus as her throat throbbed and her head swam. She wiped her nose again, feeling the heat of embarrassment rise as she tried to maintain her professionalism. With each sneeze, her irritation grew; it felt inconsiderate that he didn’t even acknowledge her struggle.
The atmosphere in the meeting room was tense as Lewis, the CEO, stood at the head of the table, his expression serious. “The last three project deals have failed,” he began, his voice steady but filled with urgency. “And the one project we had resulted in significant losses. The company is on the edge of bankruptcy. Do you even have any idea what the company is facing?”
Lily shifted in her seat, feeling the weight of his words. She had been speaking quietly with Mia, and now she felt as if the spotlight had suddenly turned on her. “The company doesn’t belong to just one owner; it belongs to all of us,” Lewis continued, his gaze sweeping across the room. “If you don’t work properly, how will we all gain? That’s why I’m here. The company is losing shares, deals, and projects, and we’re sitting here as if nothing has happened. Why do you think the company pays you? Just to sit and chat?”
Lily looked up, startled, thinking he was directing his frustration at her. She had been trying to focus on her conversation with Mia, but now she straightened in her chair, feeling self-conscious. Just as she was about to respond, Lewis called her name, his tone leaving no room for hesitation.
“Ms. Everhart, stand up,” he ordered.
As she stood, a sudden sneeze caught her off guard, and a few employees chuckled at the unexpected interruption. However, Lewis remained dead serious, his cold, strict eyes silencing the laughter instantly. The room fell into a tense silence as everyone awaited his next words.
“Did you prepare the report for the last two months’ account details?” he asked, his gaze fixed on her.
“Yes, I did, and I filed it as well,” Lily replied, trying to maintain her composure despite feeling unwell.
“What did you find odd?” he pressed, his tone firm.
Lily took a deep breath, recalling her findings. “When I was not here, there were many transactions made in the name of various projects, but the projects did not meet their intended goals. I also prepared a project budget report, which ultimately failed.”
“Good,” Lewis said, nodding slightly. “I expect everyone to work like Ms. Everhart from now on. All necessary transactions on the project will require her approval before proceeding. I want new project ideas, and I want to see everyone working hard. If we fail this time, I will fire every single one of you.” His warning hung in the air, heavy and foreboding.
With that, Lewis turned and left the room, leaving a stunned silence in his wake. Lily felt a mix of shock and anxiety wash over her, while the other employees exchanged nervous glances. The weight of his words lingered, and the reality of their situation began to sink in.
As the meeting concluded, the atmosphere was charged with uncertainty. Lily sat back down, her mind racing. She had never seen Lewis so serious, and the gravity of his warning made her realize just how precarious their situation had become. Everyone seemed to be contemplating the implications of his words, and Lily couldn’t shake the feeling that the pressure was now on all of them to turn things around.
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Lewis stood in front of the large window in his office, his back facing the room as he gazed out at the sprawling city skyline. The view was lost on him, overshadowed by the turmoil in his mind. He wiped his nose with a tissue, feeling the irritation of a cold settling in. A headache throbbed at his temples, and his throat felt raw, making each breath a struggle.
On the phone with his mother, his frustration was evident. “I know, Mom, but I can’t just drop everything to—” He paused to stifle a sneeze, then continued, “I can’t focus on personal matters right now. The company is in crisis, and I have to handle this.”
His mother’s voice came through the receiver, insistent and caring. “You need to take care of yourself, Lewis. You can’t help the company if you’re sick. Have you eaten? You should rest. You’re working too hard.”
Just then, the door to his office creaked open, and Lily walked in, having just come from the meeting room. She had been reflecting on the intense discussion they had just had about the company’s struggles and Lewis’s stern warnings. As she entered, she overheard the tail end of his conversation with his mother. For a moment, she stood frozen in the doorway, her heart softening at the sight of him. Despite their previous interactions, where she had often felt irritation towards him, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy.
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Ethan rushed through the hospital corridors, his heart racing with worry. He stopped at the nurse's station, out of breath. "I'm here to see Sarah Mitchell," he said, his voice urgent.The nurse nodded sympathetically. "Room 304, but Dr. Carson would like to speak with you first. Follow me, please."She led him to a cabin a few doors down, knocked briefly, and then opened the door. "Dr. Carson, Ethan is here to see Sarah Mitchell."Dr. Carson looked up from the files on his desk, his expression serious. "Ah, Ethan, thank you for coming. Please, have a seat."His heart raced as he replayed the doctor's words in his mind. Panic surged within him, twisting his stomach into knots. He felt trapped in a nightmare, one where he couldn’t wake up.“Mr. Gray, I understand this is a difficult time for you,” she said gently, her voice calm yet firm. “I want to assure you that we’re doing everything we can for Sarah.”Ethan leaned forward, desperation clawing at his throat. “What do you mean? What
Ethan cleared his throat with a fake cough, drawing everyone's attention to himself. The lights flickered on, illuminating the room, and the team gasped in surprise at his sudden presence.Ethan walked towards Lily, his eyes locked on hers, and stood in front of her. His voice was firm yet calm, but his words were laced with a hint of mockery. "They're right; people will really trust this product when they see an aged woman look like a teenager when she uses it."Lily's face darkened, her eyes flashing with anger. She took a step forward, her voice low and venomous. "Missing your old model, Mr. Gray?" she spat, her words dripping with sarcasm.The air was charged with tension as Ethan's smile grew, his eyes glinting with amusement. The team watched in uneasy silence, sensing the animosity between the two.Ethan's smile grew wider, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, Lily, you're so quick to assume I'm pining for someone else. But I'm just impressed by your... creative approach to a
Ethan stood in the conference room, flipping through the new product materials his team had prepared. His eyes scanned the advertisements and posters, but his expression quickly turned dissatisfied. "I don't like these models," he said, his voice firm. "They look so ordinary. Why would people buy our product to see them?"The production manager, who had been waiting for feedback, spoke up. "We tried to get some of the top models, but they're all busy right now. It's hard to get their dates, especially given our company's current... situation."Ethan's gaze snapped up, and he locked eyes with the manager. The unspoken truth hung in the air, and Ethan's face fell as reality hit him. He sighed, his shoulders slumping slightly as the weight of his company's struggles bore down on him. The manager looked down, avoiding eye contact, as if uncomfortable with the awkward silence that followed.Ethan's gaze shifted to his assistant, Rachel, his eyes narrowing in annoyance. "Why is Lily not her
Lily held her mobile phone and stared at the screen, her eyes fixed on the words "Call Ended" as she tried to process why Lewis had cut her call so abruptly. She felt a pang of concern and confusion, wondering if he was upset with her.Her mind wandered back to their encounter at the restaurant today. She had been overwhelmed by the grand gesture Lewis had made for her birthday, booking the entire restaurant and ordering all her favorite dishes. The gift he had given her was something she had always dreamed of, and she had been touched by his thoughtfulness.But despite his efforts, Lily had suddenly felt suffocated and had excused herself, leaving Lewis alone at the table. She hadn't meant to hurt him, but she had needed some space to process her emotions.Now, as she looked at her phone, Lily couldn't help but wonder if she had hurt Lewis's feelings more than she had realized. Was he upset because she had left the restaurant without explanation? Did he feel rejected or unappreciated
Lewis entered his mother's room, the soft glow of the bedside lamp casting a warm light on Lauren's peaceful face. She lay sleeping, her chest rising and falling with each gentle breath. The sedative administered by Nurse Bella had taken effect, calming her agitation and allowing her to rest.Lewis signaled to the nurse, who nodded understandingly and quietly left the room, leaving him alone with his mother. He sat down beside Lauren, taking her hand in his. Her fingers felt fragile and delicate in his grasp, a poignant reminder of the frailty of her condition.As he held her hand, Lewis's mind began to wander back to the past. He remembered the stories his father had told him about Lauren's departure, about how Albert had forced her to leave when Lewis was just a month old. Albert had arranged a marriage between Lauren and another wealthy family, hoping to solidify their business ties. But Lauren's condition, which made it impossible for her to become pregnant, had become a point of
Lewis's phone buzzed, shrill in the silence. He opened his eyes, his gaze falling on the caller ID. His expression changed, his eyes widening in surprise. He quickly picked up the call."Mr. Evan," a voice said on the other end. "It's Bella. Mrs. Evan is not taking her medicine. Could you please come? She's been stubborn these days."Lewis's demeanor shifted instantly, his personal turmoil pushed aside for the moment. "I'm coming," he said, his voice firm and concerned.He ended the call and quickly got into his car. He started the engine and began the long drive to his mother's house, far from the cliff where he had been standing. His mind was now focused on his mother's well-being, and he pushed aside his own problems to attend to hers.Lewis's car pulled up to the grand entrance of the luxury estate, and the butler hurried to open the door for him. He stepped out, his eyes scanning the surroundings before he walked into the mansion. His long strides carried him straight to his moth







