INICIAR SESIÓNAfter four years of secrecy, Iris McGuire was finally allowed to go public as Alfred Sinclair's girlfriend. By then, Alfred had already found himself a new lover. To rid himself of Iris, he orchestrated a car accident that nearly cost her life, all so he could feign amnesia. While Iris lay injured in the hospital, Alfred, his new girlfriend, and his friends even placed bets on how long Iris would continue to devote herself to him without question. What Alfred did not realize was that Iris was no fool. The moment she discovered his amnesia was fake, she chose to leave him for good. While he flaunted his new lover, Iris tossed her engagement ring away. While he treated her like an unwanted side piece, another darkly handsome man cornered her with quiet confidence and unmistakable intent. While Alfred waited for her to crawl back and beg for his attention, Iris was already selecting her wedding gown. When her career soared to unprecedented heights, turning her into the youngest female billionaire ever listed by Forbes, Alfred finally appeared before her again. Certain of himself, he dropped to one knee and held out a ring. "My memories have returned," he declared. "Let's get married, Ris." Iris lifted her hand, her fingers brushing the gleaming 10-carat diamond already on her finger. She opened her mouth to speak. Before she could utter a word, the man behind her slipped an arm around her waist and pulled her close. "Get lost, scum," he sneered. "Don't pollute the air she breathes."
Ver másOnce she recognized the voice, Iris honestly did not want to turn around. A guest was still a guest, though, and she was on duty.In the end, she turned back with a faint, professional smile.Josh and his group climbed out of their sports cars, tossed their keys to the door attendant, and walked straight toward her. Their gazes swept over her from head to toe, again and again.Someone laughed and teased, "Iris, we really underestimated you before. No wonder Alfred kept you hidden all these years. Who would have thought your figure was this good? How is anyone supposed to handle that uniform?""Isn't Freddy into uniforms?" another chimed in. "Have you ever seen a formal uniform like this?"As they talked, they nudged Josh forward.Josh raised a brow. "No."Iris pressed her lips together and forced herself to stay calm."If you gentlemen don't have anything else, I'll be on my way," she said evenly. "The door attendant will escort you inside."She turned to leave, which only irr
"The overseas clients have all checked in. Miss McGuire handled everything very well. They are all very satisfied. However, Mr. Alfred also came today, and what happened in the lobby earlier…"Kieran's pen paused mid-signature. He lifted his eyes and looked at Sylvain.Sylvain straightened at once. "Understood."At that moment, Iris knocked and entered.Sylvain took the cue and withdrew from the study.Iris set the cup down with care, her movements a little stiff. It was her first time handling this kind of client on her own."Mr. Sinclair, your coffee."In the workplace, one did not casually claim family ties. At least that much, she knew.Kieran closed the file and leaned back in his chair. Sunlight filtered through the trees outside the window and fell across him, outlining his striking features."Not stuttering anymore?" he asked lightly.He lifted his gaze. In those cool, unreadable eyes lay a deep, ink-dark calm that made Iris feel as though there were no place to hide.
Iris and Florence exchanged a look, then both turned toward the walkie-talkie on the table.'Dead… No wonder the security team never confirmed the client escort,' Iris thought bitterly.Iris pretended she had not heard the cough behind her. She steadied herself and rushed to smooth over what she had just said. "Maybe… Maybe he just wants to focus on work and not be disturbed."Florence looked as if she were about to cry, but she nodded eagerly and jumped in. "Yes, yes. Clients like that really have it hard."Only then did Iris turn around with a professional smile.The moment she saw who it was, her head spun. The smile froze and nearly cracked. "Mr. Kieran… welcome."It was Kieran. Dressed in a black suit, tall and refined, he stood amid the antique-style landscaping, calm and composed, like a figure stepped out of a painting.Tree shadows swayed behind him. The cold air thinned the faint white mist at his lips and revealed a pair of deep, icy black eyes.By the time his gaze
'Sales Department, Heather McNamara. Interesting,' Regina thought.That woman had not spoken up for Iris at all. Instead, she subtly implied that Iris was unprofessional and prone to bringing personal emotions into her work.If said in private, it would amount to little more than idle complaining. Said in front of Alfred, though, it could be taken seriously enough to justify a demotion.It seemed Regina was not the only one who wanted Iris gone.When neither of them stopped her, Heather continued, "On the way here, the moment we mentioned Iris' ex-boyfriend, her eyes filled with tears. It affected her more than being called the daughter of a murderer. She used to brag about that mysterious boyfriend in front of all of us. No wonder she's so miserable now. I just hope she doesn't let it affect her work."On the surface, Heather sounded regretful. In truth, she painted Iris as a hopeless romantic ruled by emotion. She was certain Alfred would begin to doubt Iris' professionalism.W












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