MasukThe first thing I learned about the Kane estate was that the house had far more rooms than any single family could reasonably need.The second was that getting lost in its maze of grand hallways was embarrassingly easy and I discovered this fact on my way to Sebastian's bedroom that evening.I had followed what I was reasonably certain was the correct third-floor corridor, only to find myself standing in front of an unfamiliar double door. Stepping inside, I found a vast room filled with framed family portraits, antique mahogany furniture, and a polished grand piano that looked far too expensive for anyone to touch without written permission.I turned on my heel, retraced my steps, and nearly collided head-on with a man carrying two cups of coffee."Careful," he warned, his voice smooth and amused as he maneuvered around me.I stepped back quickly, my face flushing with embarrassment. "I…..I'm so sorry. I was looking for Sebastian's room."The man studied me for a curious second, his
hapter 12Ivy…By ten in the morning, I had already decided that Kane Pharma was actively testing how much patience one woman could possess before she finally lost her mind.My computer had frozen twice, a critical shipment report was missing three whole entries and Carter had sent me an email marked URGENT about a document he had asked me to submit the previous afternoon. The document was sitting right in his inbox and I knew because I had literally watched him open it yesterday.Apparently, that glaring fact wasn't important enough to stop him from sending me another passive-aggressive message.I stared at the email for a tense moment, my jaw tight, before closing the window with a sharp click.“Don't do it,” Maya warned from the other side of my desk, her voice laced with amusement.I looked up, meeting her eyes. “Do what?”“Whatever you're planning to do with that poor mouse. Your face is telling me you're about to throw it through his office window.”“I haven't decided whether th
I waited several minutes, listening intently to the empty hallway before relaxing my posture. My body was still fighting an uphill battle to recover, and I couldn't afford to slip up or show weakness . I had spent too long playing the part of the helpless victim to ruin everything now over a moment of carelessness.A few minutes later, a soft knock sounded against the wood before the door clicked open.“Good afternoon, Sebastian.”I recognized Ivy's voice instantly, a quiet warmth fluttering through my chest that I fought hard to mask.I kept my breathing slow and even, my eyes sealed shut as her footsteps padded softly across the carpet toward the bed. For a moment, she didn't say anything, and I wondered silently whether she was just checking the monitors or debating whether to speak to me today.Then, I heard the faint scrape of her chair being pulled closer to the bed.“I know you can't answer me,” she began, her voice soft and melodic in the quiet room, “but I thought I'd say he
Sebastian… “Your mother has found herself a new favourite employee.” I looked up slowly from the thick leather folder Nolan had just dropped unceremoniously onto my bed, raising a single, weary eyebrow at him. “Is that supposed to mean something?” “It means Eleanor has mentioned Ivy Sinclair so many times during our meetings that I'm beginning to think she has forgotten the names of every other person on the payroll at Kane Pharma.” I snorted, a dry, humorless sound escaping my chest. “You came all the way up here just to gossip about my mother's favourite employee?” “I came to see my best friend, who happens to be stubbornly pretending to be a vegetable in his own bedroom,” Nolan retorted smoothly, pulling up a chair and leaning forward. “The gossip is just a charming bonus.” “Charming,” I muttered, letting my head sink back against the pillows. “Remind me why we're friends again?” “Because I'm the only person in this city willing to tell you when you're being an insufferable
By the time I finished my shift, my feet were aching with a deep, dull throb, and all I wanted was to go home, take a steaming shower, and spend the evening wrapped in the quiet comfort of my family. Unfortunately, I still had another heavy responsibility waiting for me.“You're leaving already?” Maya asked, her eyes lighting up with playful curiosity as I collected my bag from beneath the counter.“Yeah, I've finished my shift,” I muttered, offering a tired, rueful smile as I rubbed my aching arches.“I can see that, Ivy, I'm asking why you're in such a hurry.”I gave her a look, my lips twitching with quiet amusement. “Since when do I need a special reason to go home?”“Since you started spending your evenings at the home of one of the richest men in the country.” Her grin widened into an infectious tease when I groaned, feeling my cheeks warm slightly. “I'm just saying, most people would have a few questions!”“Most people should find something better to do with their time,” I sho
Chapter 8Eleanor showed me where Sebastian’s medications were kept and walked me through the schedule his nurses followed. She explained which appointments were coming up, where the daily records were stored and whom I should contact if I noticed anything unusual. I listened carefully, asking questions whenever something wasn’t clear. It was familiar work in some ways, though I had never been responsible for keeping track of a routine like this inside someone’s home.“I’ll leave a copy of the schedule in the room,” she said, closing the folder she had brought with her. “The nurses will be here during the day, but there may be times when you’re the only person around him for a while.”“I understand,” I replied softly, my voice firm despite the nervous flutter in my chest.“And please, Ivy,” Eleanor paused, her composed facade cracking just enough to reveal the desperate mother underneath. Her eyes searched mine, her tone pleading. “If anything concerns you, call me, even if you think







