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Collision Course

Author: Mairee
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-02-03 02:27:29

"You're going to accept the partnership."

I say it like a statement, not a question, because I know June well enough to know that when Victor Harrow asks for something, you don't say no.

June's fingers drum against his desk. Once. Twice. Three times. The same rhythm he uses right before he fires someone.

"Do I have a choice?" His voice is quiet.

"Sir—"

"He's sleeping with Kerry." June turns to look at me, and the expression on his face makes my throat tight. It isn't anger. It's something worse. Something painful. "The man Victor wants me to partner with is the same man who's been—" He stops. Swallows. "And I'm supposed to shake his hand? Smile? Pretend I don't want to—"

"You don't know that for sure," I lie.

Liar liar liar.

"You saw them kiss."

"That doesn't mean—"

"Don't." He holds up a hand. "Don't insult my intelligence, Anella. I pay you for honesty, not comfort."

I bite down on the inside of my cheek hard enough to taste copper. June Jeremy is a lot of things, but stupid isn't one of them. He built his father's company into something three times its original size by the time he was thirty. He can smell a lie from across the room.

But he is also blind when it comes to Kerry.

He proposed to her six months ago at some art exhibition I had to organize, got down on one knee in front of half of New Greenland's elite, and she said yes with tears in her eyes that I knew—knew—were fake. I watched her face when she thought no one was looking, saw the way her smile dropped the second the cameras turned away.

Kerry Showers doesn't love June Jeremy.

She loves his last name.

And apparently, she also loves Foxe Shield.

"What do you want me to do?" I ask carefully.

June is quiet for a long moment, staring down at the file in his hands like it personally offends him. Then he closes it, sets it on his desk, and straightens his tie.

"Set up a meeting. Tomorrow. 10 AM. Conference room A."

"Sir—"

"And Anella?" He looks at me, and I hate the way his expression has smoothed over into something blank and professional. "You're going to be there. I want you taking notes on everything. His body language. His tone. The way he looks at Kerry when she walks in."

My stomach drops. "You're inviting Kerry?"

"She's my fiancée. It would be strange if she wasn't there." His smile is sharp enough to cut. "Besides, I want to see how he acts around her in front of me."

This is a disaster. This is a complete and total disaster.

"Of course, sir."

I turn to leave, but his voice stops me at the door.

"Anella."

I look back.

"Thank you. For doing this." He pauses. "I know it's not part of your job description."

No. It's really, really not.

"It's fine," I say.

It isn't fine.

Nothing about this is fine.

I make it back to my desk and last exactly four minutes before I grab my phone and text Melly.

Me: i'm having a crisis

Melly: what else is new

Me: the guy Kerry's cheating with? turns out he's June's new business partner

Melly: ………

Melly: WHAT

Melly: anella are you KIDDING me right now

Me: i wish i was

Melly: this is like. a fucking drama flix. this is ACTUAL soap opera levels of drama

Me: tell me about it

Melly: so what are you gonna do???

I stare at my phone, fingers hanging over the keyboard, and realize I have absolutely no idea.

Before I can answer, my office door opens.

Kerry Showers walks in like she owns the place—which, technically, she kind of does, considering she is going to marry the man who actually owns it. She is wearing head-to-toe Valentino, her blonde hair pulled into a ponytail so tight it looks painful, and her smile is the kind that doesn't reach her eyes. It never does.

"Anella." She says my name like it tastes bad. "Is June available?"

I plaster on my work smile. "He's in a meeting right now, Miss Showers. Can I help you with something?"

"I'm sure you can." She perches on the edge of my desk, crossing her legs in a way that is probably supposed to look elegant but mostly just looks condescending. "I hear June is taking on a new partner."

How does she already know that?

"I'm not at liberty to discuss—"

"Foxe Shield." She studies her nails. "Victor Harrow has been raving about him for months. Apparently, he's very… impressive."

The way she says impressive makes my skin crawl.

"I wouldn't know," I say flatly.

"Wouldn't you?" Kerry's eyes snap to mine, and there is something sharp underneath all that porcelain perfection. "You've been spending a lot of time running errands for June lately. Late nights. Early mornings. People talk, Anella."

My jaw tightens. "If you have something to say—"

"I'm just saying." She stands, smoothing down her skirt. "It would be a shame if people got the wrong idea. About you and June."

Oh.

So that's what this is about.

Kerry Showers thinks I am trying to seduce her fiancé.

The irony is so thick I could choke on it.

"Miss Showers," I say, keeping my voice level, "I can assure you that my relationship with June is strictly professional."

"Of course it is." Her smile is poison. "Just like mine with Foxe will be."

And then she turns and walks into June's office without knocking.

I sit there, hands shaking, staring at the door she just disappears through.

She knows I know.

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