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A New Problem

Penulis: Belle
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-07-07 01:16:20

Without looking back at Anika, Tori stormed past her, her heels banging violently against the tile floor as she ran straight into the Director's private office.

"You promised me!" Tori yelled, slamming her hands onto his table, completely abandoning her professional face. "You said the position was mine! I want an explanation right now!"

The Director didn't even flinch. He calmly closed his laptop, leaning back in his leather chair with a cold, unbothered expression. "The directive came straigh
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  • Revenge Of The Secret Heiress    Parking space

    The concrete walls of the underground garage felt damp and freezing cold as the lift doors slid open with a quiet hiss. Christopher didn't let me step out first; his massive frame shifted instantly into the gap, his arm extended slightly to keep me a full pace behind his shoulder. My heels clicked against the smooth asphalt, the sound echoing sharply through the space. Sitting right in the center of the restricted Vanguard parking bay was the heavy, silver executive sedan. Its engine was idling in a low, sinister purr that vibrated straight through the soles of my shoes, and the golden crest of the high council on the hood seemed to trap the dim fluorescent light overhead.The rear passenger door swung open with a slow, deliberate heaviness. A woman stepped out onto the concrete, smoothing down the front of an expensive, tailored midnight-blue coat with diamonds pinned to her lapel. She looked average-tall, slender, and carried a striking, icy familiarity in her face that made my he

  • Revenge Of The Secret Heiress    The Black Seal

    The black envelope felt unexpectedly heavy in my hand, its smooth, matte finish cold against my skin. The wax seal on the back was stamped with a deeply pressed crest—a sharp, geometric wingspan that belonged to the Vanguard Heritage Trust. I sat on the leather sofa in Christopher’s private office lounge, my fingers tracing the rigid edges of the paper while the quiet hum of the building’s upper floors rolled outside the glass panes. Christopher stood by the espresso machine, the dark, rich scent of coffee cutting through the stale, corporate air of the room. He didn't ask me to hurry. He just watched me with that steady, dark blue gaze that always made the air in my lungs feel a little too tight."If you open that, the signal grid changes," Christopher said, his deep voice a low rumble as he walked over, handing me a small porcelain cup. He didn't sit across from me; he sank into the space right next to me, his broad shoulder brushing against my blazer. The intense, protective heat

  • Revenge Of The Secret Heiress    A distraction

    The quiet that settled over the office after the Golds slunk out felt different from the terrified silence of the previous week; it was the heavy, clean stillness of a clean slate. I walked back toward the glass suite that now bore my family name on the threshold, the finalized divorce decree tucked safely inside my leather briefcase. For the first time since I stepped onto this floor as a hidden intern, the air didn't taste like anxiety. I sat behind the wide mahogany desk and let my shoulders drop, staring at the polished wood as a strange, unbidden thought drifted through my mind. I found myself remembering the precise warmth of Christopher’s hand against the small of my back just minutes ago, the steady, grounding weight of his presence that had stayed consistent while everything else burned down to the concrete.A sharp, single rap against the glass door instantly shattered my thoughts, making my pulse do a nervous, sudden skip. Tobey didn't wait for a polite invitation. He pus

  • Revenge Of The Secret Heiress    No access

    The glass-walled lobby of the Delacroix headquarters was bathed in the harsh, sterile light of mid-morning, but the air felt entirely suffocating the moment I stepped out of the executive lift. I could see them from across the polished marble floor, standing right by the security turnstiles like a pair of street beggars trying to force their way into a palace. Desiree was clutching her designer handbag so tightly her knuckles were white, her expensive silk dress looking wrinkled and pathetic after a weekend of financial ruin. Lark was yelling at the primary security guard, his face a dark, violent shade of red as he waved a rolled-up stack of legal papers in the airThey were broke, their foundation assets were completely frozen, and yet they were still trying to ride their high-society pride right into my lobby. I felt a cold, unbothered smirk touch my lips as I adjusted the leather strap of my briefcase, my charcoal executive suit cutting a sharp, royal silhouette against the white

  • Revenge Of The Secret Heiress    complete devotion.

    The darkness was sudden and heavy, swallowing the glittering crystal chandeliers and the collective gasps of the high-society crowd in a single second. The alarm cut through the ballroom like an iron blade, its shrill, rhythmic pulse driving a violent wave of panic into the room. Anika felt the immediate, crushing pressure of Christopher’s arm wrapping tightly around her waist before she could even take a step back. His massive frame shifted instantly, shoving her deep into the recess of the VIP booth and turning his broad shoulders into an unyielding shield against the darkness. The familiar, clean scent of his woodsy cologne was the only grounding thing in the suffocating blackness as her heart hammered violently against her ribs. She clutched the heavy crimson ledger tightly against her chest, her fingers digging into the leather casing as she heard the chaotic scraping of chairs and the frantic shouting of security guards echo across the polished floorboards.Christopher didn't

  • Revenge Of The Secret Heiress    The Red ledger

    The grand ballroom of the downtown gallery was washed in soft gold light, the air thick with the scent of expensive lilies, champagne, and the quiet, heavy hum of old money. High-society socialites, judges, and corporate tycoons stood in small, exclusive circles, their diamond bracelets catching the light as they whispered about the spectacular collapse of the Gold family.The heavy glass entrance doors swung open, and a sudden, dead silence swept across the front rows of the ballroom.Anika walked into the gala, her classy posture perfectly royal. She wore an immaculate, floor-length midnight black silk gown with a daringly clean structure, her long brown hair flowing over her shoulders in flawless waves. She didn't look like an acting manager, and she didn't look like an assistant. She looked like the absolute ruler of the conglomerate, her intelligent eyes scanning the crowd with an unbothered, superior grace that made every other high-society woman look small.Right beside her w

  • Revenge Of The Secret Heiress    Inheritance

    Anika just stared at him as he explained, then, to back up all of his points, he paused, opened the black bag he'd been carrying, and brought out a neat brown envelope. She frowned but collected it from him to open it. This was his proof after all. NOTICE OF INHERITANCE. To Ms. Anika Delacroix

  • Revenge Of The Secret Heiress    Young Mistress

    Christopher felt his leg turn into a log of wood. He wanted to run, to hide his shameful face from her? Why was this death so personal to him? He had killed the poor woman. Suddenly, her eyes met with his. He could see fire burning in them. "You!" Rage overwhelmed her as she ran towards him. "You

  • Revenge Of The Secret Heiress    Pretty Doctor

    Anika quickly made payment for her medicine, and on her way out, threw two pills in her mouth. She was on her way to the hospital. Heaving in a deep sigh as she arrived at the entrance, she told herself to be strong. She would call Lark again and try to...try to what? Well! She would figure someth

  • Revenge Of The Secret Heiress    Pregnancy Stripes

    Anika's chest was rising and falling from fear. Why did Tori have to see her? This was so humiliating!"Uh...Tori, I-" She tried to speak but the right words just wouldn't form. "How dare you! Thief!" Before Anika could say another word, Tori jumped up on her, pulling her hair so tight that strand

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