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CHAPTER 176:"A DELICATE BALANCE"
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IT'S A JOB, NOT A RELATIONSHIP, MR. BILLIONAIRE CHAPTER189: "THE BREAK IN THE SILENCE
ISLA'S POVThe morning sun filtered through my office window, casting golden streaks across the stack of files I had yet to touch. My coffee had long gone cold, untouched, as I stared blankly at the screen. For the first time in weeks, I felt cornered. Between the board’s scrutiny, Lucas’s simmering vendetta, and the storm brewing in Titan Holdings, my nerves felt like they’d been wound tight and left to fray.Nathan had been incredibly supportive. Despite our recent tension, he’d shown up—again and again—refusing to let me drown in all of this. But even love could only soften the blows, not erase the bruises.The board meeting was scheduled for noon. I had two hours to figure out why Elizabeth had been called in by the chairman himself. She wasn’t just another intern—she was strategic, sharp, and increasingly bold. I respected her work ethic, but something about the way she maneuvered around Lucas, how she always seemed to know just enough to stay out of real trouble, made me questio
IT'S A JOB, NOT A RELATIONSHIP, MR. BILLIONAIRE CHAPTER 188: PRESSURE POINT
NATHAN'S POVThe morning rush had just begun, and already, the restaurant floor buzzed with energy. Orders rang in from the servers' tablets, the kitchen heated up with a symphony of sizzling pans, and the aroma of freshly baked sourdough filled the air. I stood at the pass, checking each plate before it left the kitchen. Being hands-on wasn’t just about control anymore—it was how I stayed sane.Isla and I were making progress. We were moving in sync, little by little, mending what was once fragile. But even progress came with pressure. Between planning our move-in, keeping the restaurant running, and giving Isla space to rise in Titan Holdings, I felt like I was constantly calculating the next move in a high-stakes game.“Nathan, you have someone asking for you up front,” Carla, one of my servers, called out from the bar.I glanced at the line cooks and gave a short nod. “Give me a minute,” I said, wiping my hands on my apron.When I stepped into the front of house, a woman I’d never
IT'S A JOB, NOT A RELATIONSHIP, MR. BILLIONAIRE CHAPTER 187:: "WHISPERS OF BETRAYAL
ISLA'S POVThe rain started pouring just as I stepped out of the conference room. Thunder cracked above Titan Holdings, and I couldn't help but think how fitting it was. The storm outside mirrored the one brewing inside the company—inside me.It had been a long day. Deadlines, board members breathing down my neck, and whispers in the hallway that someone was leaking project details to a rival firm. I should have brushed it off as typical corporate paranoia, but deep down, something didn't feel right.My phone buzzed. A text from Elizabeth: "Check your email. Now."I walked briskly back to my office, my heels clicking against the marble floors. Once inside, I shut the door and opened my laptop. The email was there. No subject line. Just an attachment.I clicked on it.My breath caught.It was a screenshot of an internal presentation—my design. The one for the upcoming Titan-X fashion technology launch. A design I hadn't even shown my team yet. And there it was, labeled under another na
IT'S A JOB, NOT A RELATIONSHIP, MR. BILLIONAIRE CHAPTER 185: THE TANGLED THREADS
ISLA'S POVI sat at my desk, staring at the blueprint in front of me, my fingers drumming restlessly against the polished surface. Titan Holdings had become more than a workplace—it was a battlefield lately. And today felt like another war was about to unfold. The recent string of events had left me weary, but I wasn't about to back down. Not when I was this close to redefining the new face of our fashion line.A knock snapped me out of my thoughts."Come in," I called.Elizabeth stepped in, tablet in hand and browsI could feel the weight of everything pressing down on me. The tightness in my chest, the nerves that wouldn’t settle, the feeling that every step I took was watched—scrutinized. Titan Holdings was a place where every move mattered, where every glance could lead to gossip or worse, a dangerous game of politics that could ruin everything I had worked so hard for. Today, though, things felt different. The usual tension in the air was sharper, almost electric, as if something
IT'S A JOB, NOT A RELATIONSHIP, MR. BILLIONAIRE CHAPTER 185: THREADS OF THE UNEXPECTED
ISLA'S POVIt started as a typical Monday at Titan Holdings, but something in the air felt off.My heels clicked sharply across the marble floors as I walked into the design wing, coffee in hand and my bag slung over my shoulder. I was early, hoping for some quiet time to review the final mockups for the Milan collaboration. But as I entered my office, I stopped dead in my tracks.My chair was turned. My desk, usually pristine, had a file opened on top of it. I narrowed my eyes.No one had access to my files—not unless I granted it.I set my coffee down slowly, checking the file."This isn’t mine," I murmured.Inside were design sketches—not in my hand—but shockingly similar to mine. It was a new line. Something edgy, bold, futuristic. And yet I hadn’t touched this concept."Who put this here?" I whispered to myself.Before I could think too much about it, there was a knock at my open door."Morning, Isla," said Zara, my assistant designer. She stepped in with her usual red lipstick a
IT'S A JOB, NOT A RELATIONSHIP, MR. BILLIONAIRE CHAPTER 184:A WHISPER IN THE HALLS
ISLA'S POVIt started with a whisper. A subtle murmur carried through the halls of Titan Holdings like a distant warning. At first, I thought nothing of it—just another office rumor fueled by too much caffeine and not enough work. But as the morning unfolded, the whispers turned into conversations, and the conversations into concerned glances passed around like confidential memos.I sat in the sleek glass conference room, my fingers skimming the edge of my tablet as I reviewed final specs for the LuxeSpring collection. The tension was undeniable. The team was unusually silent, their eyes flickering between screens and each other. Elizabeth, my ever-vigilant assistant, leaned in and muttered quietly, "You’ve heard, right? About the board calling for a sudden internal audit?""What?" I blinked. "That wasn’t scheduled."She nodded grimly. "Exactly. They said it’s routine, but no one believes that."I set the tablet down. My mind raced. Internal audits weren’t rare in Titan Holdings, but
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