Julissa tapped her forehead lightly, forcing herself to stop overthinking. Maybe Scott truly cared about her, but she wasn’t ready to accept anyone’s feelings so easily. Her failed relationship with Dr. Carter had been a painful lesson.Dr. Carter had been sincere, even proposing to her. In an attempt to move on from a past heartbreak, she had impulsively accepted his proposal. Eventually, she had the courage to break up with him, but not before causing him a great deal of pain. She had been reckless, irresponsible—she had played with someone else’s feelings.So until she truly figured out what she wanted, she wasn’t fit to be in a relationship. And she had a strong feeling that if she accepted Scott and later changed her mind, he wouldn’t let her off so easily. This man was cold, calculating, and ruthless when necessary. Running a massive corporation at such a young age was proof of his capability. If he ever wanted to retaliate against her, it would be as easy as flipping his hand.
Scott sat in his chair, proud and unmoved, alone against the room.Then, his gaze swept across the room like a blade. His commanding presence silenced everyone.With an air of finality, he declared, "There is no need to discuss Julissa any further. This topic ends here."Scott left the meeting room and cast a glance at Julissa but said nothing.The other shareholders also exited one after another.Most of them looked indifferent, but the elderly shareholder who had been arguing fiercely—Mr. Bishop—furrowed his brows tightly and let out a cold snort when he passed by her.Once everyone was gone, Julissa approached Scott.He sat behind his desk, flipping through documents, looking completely unbothered by the tense discussion that had just taken place.After a while, he looked up at her. “Do you need something?”She first reported the emails she had organized and his schedule for the day.Scott gave a few instructions, then returned to his paperwork.She knew it was time to leave.But a
Scott chuckled, his sharp gaze tinged with amusement. “What, you want to accompany me on my trip?”“...I didn’t mean that!” Julissa quickly denied.“This business trip is important, and Jerry has been handling this project from the beginning. He’ll be meeting me in Tokyo in a few days. You’ll stay here and continue your work—I still need you to coordinate things on this end.”Hearing that she was still needed, Julissa felt a subtle sense of accomplishment and anticipation.Jerry was another assistant to the president, known for being Scott’s most trusted right-hand man. Unlike her, Jerry was an elite—his intelligence and skills were beyond comparison. He was not just an assistant but also served as an executive decision-maker when necessary.Julissa admired him.She wished she had his abilities.Right now, she was just struggling to keep up, trying not to make mistakes. Let alone taking on big responsibilities, she hadn’t even proven herself as a competent assistant."Thinking of taki
They wanted him to abandon his push for AI development and return to real estate—an industry they were more comfortable with.But Scott had no interest in entertaining their demands.He was the one in control, and no one else would dictate Time Group’s future.Clashes between the CEO and the board were nothing new.As for Time Group’s future, Scott wasn’t worried.If he let emotions dictate his decisions instead of strategy, the company wouldn’t have grown so rapidly under his leadership.Still, there was no need to tell Julissa about this.If she found out, she might blame herself, or worse, think that Time Group was on the verge of collapse. Knowing her, she might even resign out of guilt.That was unacceptable.Letting her work here had always been his decision—not the board’s.The next day, Julissa threw herself into self-improvement.She ordered a stack of books online, covering topics from economics to management. Titles ranged from The Wealth of Nations to The Warren Buffett Wa
As Jerry walked past Julissa’s desk, his sharp eyes caught a glimpse of the printed resignation letter.Without a second glance, he proceeded straight into the CEO’s office.After placing a document on Scott’s desk, he remarked casually, “Mr. Nichols, Miss Hickman just wrote a resignation letter.”Scott’s brows furrowed slightly.After a moment of silence, he said, “I’ll review these documents later. I’m going to the gym.”“Understood, Mr. Nichols.”Scott changed into sportswear and walked out of his office, heading toward the company’s private gym.As he passed by Julissa’s office, he knocked lightly on her transparent glass door.Lost in thought, Julissa jumped slightly at the sound. Looking up, she saw Scott standing there, dressed in a fitted black athletic outfit.“Mr. Nichols!”Flustered, she hurriedly stood up and, in a panic, stuffed the resignation letter into her desk drawer.Scott pretended not to notice.“I’m heading to the gym. Come with me.”“Oh… okay.”Julissa quickly s
After finishing his workout, Scott returned to his office to shower and change.Meanwhile, Julissa returned to her desk. Her heart was pounding with a mix of determination and anxiety. She glanced at the resignation letter that she had written earlier, her hand trembling slightly. For a moment, she hesitated, her mind racing with thoughts of what could happen if she stayed. But then she remembered Scott's words and the way he had stood up for her. She knew she couldn't give up now.Without hesitation, she took the resignation letter and fed it into the shredder, watching as the paper was torn to bits. She wasn't going to run away. She wasn't going to be a coward. Leaving would be the easy way out, but it would also be the most irresponsible choice. The mess she had caused—she had to clean it up herself. She couldn't let Scott take all the blame.Having made up her mind, she went to find Jerry. "Jerry, can I have Serena’s contact information?" she asked.Jerry raised an eyebrow, clearl
Standing at the entrance of Wells Bar, Julissa took a deep breath—three times—before stepping inside.The bar was packed. Loud music blasted through the speakers, and the air was thick with the mixed scents of alcohol, perfume, and cigarette smoke.She didn’t like this place.This was the very bar where she had met that male escort and spent a night she deeply regretted.That reckless decision hadn’t healed her heartbreak. Instead, it had nearly left her with a new one.Thankfully, she hadn’t ended up pregnant, nor had she contracted anything. But still, the memory of that night lingered like an unshakable stain.She forced herself to shake off those thoughts. She had come here with a purpose.Scanning the crowd, she quickly spotted Serena sitting in the center booth.Dressed in a tight gold dress, her high ponytail swayed as she laughed loudly, a cigarette elegantly held between her fingers. She was surrounded by a group of equally stylish young men and women, all seemingly from affl
Julissa’s fingers curled into fists so tightly that her knuckles turned white. She could feel the tension radiating through her entire body. She had already poured the drink over herself—what more did Serena want? Before she could gather her wits and speak, Serena gestured smoothly to the bartender, a cold smile playing on her lips.A moment later, a steaming cup of coffee was placed in her hand. The warmth of the cup contrasted sharply with the chill that had settled in Julissa’s heart. A bad feeling crept up Julissa’s spine, sending shivers down her back. Serena swirled the cup gently, and smiled. “This is my treat to you, Miss Hickman. A little token of appreciation for the coffee you made me last time.”Julissa’s body stiffened. She knew exactly what this was about. That day at Time Group, she had served Serena a cup of instant coffee, something completely unfitting for a wealthy socialite. It had been a simple oversight, but clearly, Serena had taken that as a grave insult and ha
Agatha’s face turned deathly pale. “Dereon, I didn’t!”Sid let out a cold snort. “At first, when we didn’t see Annabelle, you tried to seduce Kendrick directly. You wanted to sleep with him, then turn around and cling to him as his mistress, living a worry-free life, didn’t you?”Agatha shook her head in panic, glancing between Sid and Dereon. “No, I didn’t. That’s not true.”She anxiously grabbed Dereon’s arm. “Dereon, don’t listen to his nonsense. I was just thinking, if I could seduce Kendrick and sleep with him first, then when he dies, it would solidify the story that he forced himself on a waitress!”“If it were that easy, why would we wait until today to act?” Dereon stepped closer to her. “That Kendrick, like the young master, has long been bewitched by Annabelle and doesn’t even glance at other women. That’s why I arranged for you to hide in the room and fake the scene after he died.”Just mentioning Annabelle ignited a fire in Dereon’s chest.What Kendrick thought of Annabel
Annabelle walked out of the bedroom and came over to the dining table, standing in front of Kendrick.Kendrick was cutting into a plate of German sausage and hadn’t started eating yet. He looked up at her and smiled, “Why are you back again? Don’t want me to eat?”Caught red-handed, Annabelle felt a little embarrassed.Still, she reached out, took his hand, and set down the knife. “How about… you lie down with me for a bit first, and then I’ll eat with you?”Kendrick looked at her, amusement flickering in his eyes.His gaze made her face flush with heat, and even her breathing grew unsteady.“Anna, if you want the ox to work, you have to feed it first.”Her cheeks turned even redder. “That’s not what I meant…”Laughing, Kendrick pulled her into his arms, settling her on his lap. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he said, “After sleeping in the same bed for so many days, if I still can’t tell what you want, wouldn’t that be a waste of all that sleep?”He whispered the last part again
Kendrick sighed against her shoulder, clearly reluctant, but still got out of bed, buttoned up his shirt, and went to open the door.Annabelle followed him out, intending to grab a glass of water.As the door opened, she glanced over—turns out it really was room service.A male staff member was pushing a food cart, and a female staff member stood in front of it, holding a dry-cleaned suit in her arms.“Mr. Gregory, sorry to disturb you. This is the breakfast you ordered, and your clothes have been cleaned as well,” the female staff member said in a gentle, soft-spoken voice.Annabelle couldn’t help but glance at her. The woman was wearing a red hotel uniform skirt set, with an alluring figure, good looks, and a refined demeanor—clearly more polished than the average staff member.Normally, Annabelle would appreciate a pretty girl with a quick glance and move on.But this woman made her frown—and made her stay in the living room instead of heading back to the bedroom after finishing he
Annabelle’s face flushed bright red.What the VP was implying—any adult could understand.She could feel the ambiguous gazes of the others, making her even more embarrassed.Kendrick gave a cold “tsk” and glanced at his vice president. “If you can’t come up with a good idea later, I’m holding you responsible.”“lol, no problem!”he replied heartily.Kendrick looked at Annabelle and smiled. “Come on, I’ll take you to the room.”He took her hand and led her into the bedroom.Once the door closed, Annabelle hurriedly explained, “I didn’t know you were in a meeting—mmph…”Before she could finish, Kendrick had already pinned her against the door, capturing her lips in a deep, heated kiss.Annabelle couldn’t handle such intensity and felt like she was suffocating. She lightly patted his shoulder, signaling him to stop.Kendrick pulled back just slightly, his lips still brushing hers as he whispered, “Anna, I’m really happy you came to see me.”She lowered her head, biting her lip, but he gen
Dereon wore a black baseball cap, head down, looking rushed as he headed toward the boarding gate.He was about to board a flight to North City.His phone rang. Glancing at the screen, he answered, “Young Master, I’m about to board… understood…”At that moment, a familiar figure brushed past him. Dereon paused, frowning as he turned to look back.The crowd was bustling with passengers preparing to board. That fleeting figure was now nowhere to be seen. Had he imagined it?But even if it really was Annabelle, she was walking in the opposite direction of the boarding line, which meant she wasn’t getting on this flight.As long as she didn’t interfere, everything would be fine.He continued the call, “Yes, I’m listening, Young Master… Don’t worry. Tomorrow morning, just wait and watch the news.”After hanging up, he proceeded with the check-in process alongside the crowd.Dereon had booked an economy class ticket. Once on the plane, he turned off his phone and began mentally reviewing ev
Julissa curled herself into the blanket.For Scott, that bar was the place they first met—perhaps even where he fell in love with her at first sight. It was a beautiful memory.But for Julissa, it remained a grey area she had never managed to escape.Whenever she thought about how a stranger had taken her to a hotel that night, how she had lost her virginity there, and might have even been photographed or recorded, her scalp tingled with regret and dread.She used to want revenge on that gigolo, but now, the thing she feared most was encountering him again.She just hoped that incident would stay buried in the past, never to be mentioned again.She held up her left hand in front of her eyes, using the moonlight streaming through the window to look at the ring Scott had given her. She really liked him—loved him—and she hoped he would never find out about that foolish mistake she had made...After leaving the bedroom, Scott went to the dining room. He poured himself half a glass of whis
Julissa looked at him timidly, seemingly wanting to comfort him but not knowing where to start.She bit her lip and carefully asked, “Did you have a fight with Auntie?”“You heard something?”Julissa’s eyes became even more nervous. “Mr. Nichols, I didn’t mean to eavesdrop. Please don’t be mad…”Only then did Scott realize that he had sounded a bit harsh due to his anxiety, and it had clearly scared her.“Fool, I’m not blaming you.” He pulled Julissa into his arms. “What did you hear?”“I just heard you say that when Julian had a high fever as a child, you took him to get an IV and stuff…”Scott let out a sigh of relief. It seemed like Julissa had only heard the latter part.As long as she didn’t hear the earlier part.Earlier, when he arrived at the apartment building, he had deliberately tricked her, saying he wasn’t coming back, just to play a joke on her—but he ended up scaring her to tears.That’s when he realized that Julissa had been hurt before by Liam and lacked a sense of se
Julissa immediately said, “I’ve got a great memory, Mr. Nichols, so don’t you go back on your word.”“I won’t. I’ll give it to you in a bit.”Julissa had been eagerly waiting for so long, but he was still teasing her. She wasn’t happy about that. “Mr. Nichols, if your ‘little surprise’ isn’t worth at least a few hundred thousand, you’ll owe me big time for all this waiting.”Scott chuckled, “Isn’t that a bit low of a bar? Just a few hundred thousand is enough?”Julissa ignored him. To a capitalist like him, money was just a meaningless number—completely irrational. What she really wanted to know now was: what exactly was this surprise gift?Since he said he’d give it to her later, it had to be a physical item.“Mr. Nichols, just let me see it now, please? Why wait? I’ve been waiting all night!”But no matter how she pouted or pleaded, Scott stayed calm and composed. He simply said, “Be good. I’ll give it to you once we’re in bed.”Julissa started wondering—what kind of gift could only
Julissa cast a sidelong glance at the takeout bags. One large box of fried chicken, two cans of premixed peach cocktails—her favorite—and… a bowl of Frozen yogurt?Wait. Frozen yogurt?She remembered eyeing it longingly when they passed that shop on the way home. She hadn’t said a word though, especially once Mr. Nichols had already driven past. She hadn’t had the heart to ask him to turn back.But clearly, he’d noticed.Looking at Scott again, the fury in her heart had significantly waned.He pulled out the yogurt and looked at her with an arched brow. “Not eating, huh?”Julissa huffed and turned her head away dramatically.As if she'd surrender to the wicked capitalist for just a bowl of yogurt.Scott shrugged, “Guess I’ll eat it, then. Can’t let it melt. Would be a waste.”She rolled her eyes inwardly. As if he—Mr. Perfectionist—would ever stoop to eating something as common as a street snack.But then… he actually started eating it.Julissa's brows furrowed as she peeked at him. H