ログインReyna POV I'd just taken off my shoes at the bedroom door when my phone buzzed inside my bag. Unknown number. I stared at it for a moment, hesitant to answer. But curiosity won out over hesitation. "Hello?" "How much do you want to leave Ashford Corporation?" That voice immediately made my jaw
I picked up the call with some hesitation. "Grandmother." I tried to make my voice sound calm. "What's this sudden call about?" The person calling was Margaretha Hargrove, my grandmother on my father's side. The woman who'd built half of Hargrove Group's foundation with her own hands before finall
Arvan POV I was still standing in front of the restaurant when the motorcycle carrying Reyna had completely vanished from sight. My jaw hardened. Reyna hadn't even glanced back once, as if my calling out meant nothing to her at all. I clenched my fists at my sides, then turned around. Lara stoo
I could already guess what was about to happen the moment I saw Arvan's face appear at the end of the corridor. Lara would surely start acting like an intimidated, fragile woman. And all the blame, as usual, would fall on me. Sure enough. Before I could even open my mouth, Lara had already scurri
The room went silent. I just gave a brief nod, not intending to draw it out. "Shall we continue the presentation?" I said, turning the laptop screen back on, still connected to the projector. After Arvan's admission, the meeting slowly got back on track. This time, no more interruptions. No accus
I stared at Arvan without blinking. His voice still hung in the air, sharp and accusing. But I didn't feel intimidated in the slightest. "There are rules in team collaboration," I answered calmly, though my chest was churning. "If there's an error, it should be investigated and confirmed first. No







