Se connecterNow that he was finally alone, Sebastian felt a measure of tension leave his shoulders. The biggest obstacle in his mind had been cleared, and he had Rosie to thank for it.If I hadn't asked her about it yesterday, I would've rejected Charles's offer outright, and he certainly wouldn't have been pleased, he thought, glancing at the contract on his desk. She's right. He might not want to ruin my life, but he wants to turn me into his obedient little pet. He wants control over everything, especially the people closest to him. So, if I want to beat him at his own game, I'll have to play by his rules.Sebastian had to admit that he had underestimated Rosie.For years, he had viewed her as little more than a housewife, someone whose world revolved around domestic responsibilities and raising her daughter. He had assumed there was no need to involve her in the affairs of the company or burden her with matters she could never understand.How wrong he had been.Rosie was far more perceptive t
The moment Charles and Maria had left the CEO’s office, Desiree released a long, relieved sigh and slumped slightly in her chair.‘That racist arsehole is something else, honestly,’ she muttered, shaking her head in disgust. ‘I’d love to rip his mouth off for speaking as though we’re still living in the nineteenth century.’‘We’ll have to wait a little longer for that,’ Sebastian replied darkly.He interlaced his fingers on the desk, rubbing his thumbs together as he considered what had just happened. His expression grew serious.‘That old bitch Maria is far more dangerous than my big brother at the moment. Unlike Charles, she has no personal connection to me, which means she can look at things objectively. She isn’t blinded by whatever history we share.’Desiree frowned, leaning forwards.‘Who is she, really? I can’t understand why she’s so fiercely loyal to Charles.’‘She isn’t fiercely loyal to Charles. She’s loyal to the Sterling family, particularly my late father, Robert.’‘What
'Why do you ask, Big bro?'Charles shrugged, looking entirely at ease.'I'm curious, that's all. Besides, I want to make sure Rosie will be by my side when you eventually get married. It would be rather embarrassing to attend my own brother's wedding without my wife, wouldn't it?'Sebastian kept his expression neutral.'You don’t need to worry about that. I have no plans to marry her any time soon. She's still dealing with her own problems, so marriage is the last thing on her mind at the moment.''Oh?' Charles raised an eyebrow. 'So you've found yourself a troublesome woman as well?'He sighed dramatically, as though the mere thought of a woman having problems were an inconvenience beyond endurance.'Be careful, Sebastian. You don't want to end up with a pain in the arse. A woman is supposed to be her husband's support system, not another bloody problem for him to deal with. You need to find someone obedient, someone who knows when to keep her mouth shut and wouldn't dare question yo
Charles and Secretary Maria took the VIP lift straight to the top floor. Leaning casually against the mirrored wall, Charles glanced at the older woman standing beside him, her hands occupied with the briefcase containing the documents he had prepared.'Did you bring everything I need him to sign?' he asked.'Yes, Sir. Everything is prepared.' Maria adjusted her grip on the briefcase before giving him a sidelong glance. 'You seem remarkably confident that he'll sign the contracts. I wouldn't underestimate Sebastian, though. He's far from an idiot.''I know he isn't an idiot.' Charles smiled, entirely untroubled by the prospect of dealing with his younger brother. 'But that doesn't mean I can't put pressure on him.'He straightened slightly, his confidence bordering on arrogance.'Even if he refuses to sign over his share of the new cosmetics company, as long as he agrees to promote our latest make-up brand, his fate will be in my hands.'Maria fell silent.She had been surprised when
Sebastian had spent most of the morning buried in paperwork, reviewing documents and making calls to various people around the office. Ordinarily, the atmosphere at Sterling Enterprises was tense enough to make even the most confident employee think twice before approaching his office. Today, however, it was considerably worse.His foul mood had spread through the entire floor, leaving everyone on edge. Even Desiree, who had grown accustomed to her boss's demanding nature, was finding it difficult to concentrate. She was beginning to think there was little point in maintaining a serious façade around Sebastian when he seemed determined to snap at anyone who dared breathe too loudly in his presence.Working for a man who was perpetually on edge was exhausting. One mistake, however minor, could earn an employee a dressing-down in front of the entire office. And judging by Sebastian's expression this morning, nobody was entirely safe.Desiree knocked before entering his office, a fresh d
Unfortunately, Rosie’s thoughts were soon interrupted by the sound of a little girl’s sleepy voice drifting into the bedroom.“Mummy… um… morning…”Rosie turned towards the doorway to find Izzie standing there, rubbing her eyes with the back of her hands. The little girl yawned several times before shuffling towards her mother and promptly collapsing onto the bed beside her.Within seconds, she had snuggled into the pillows as though she intended to fall straight back to sleep.Rosie couldn’t help smiling.She quickly switched off her phone, unwilling to let Izzie see anything related to Regina. The last thing she needed was for her daughter to discover that her grandmother had been trying to contact them. Izzie might immediately demand to see Regina, and Rosie wasn’t prepared to deal with a tantrum over something she hadn’t yet decided how to handle herself.“Come on, sweetheart. Wake up. It’s nearly eight o’clock.”“Mm… I want to sleep some more, Mummy.” Izzie burrowed further beneat
Rosie scarcely realised she had begun to run until the corridor stretched before her like something endless, her heels striking sharply against the marble as though urging her forward. Tears blurred her vision, spilling freely now, unchecked and unwelcome.This family… they’re all monsters.The tho
Her fingers trembled as she dialled his number.He picked up almost immediately.“Yes?”“Where is my daughter?” Rosie demanded.A soft chuckle. “You mean our daughter?”Her jaw tightened. “Don’t play games with me, Charles.”“She’s fine,” he said casually. “We’re at the toy store. She’s picking wha
Rosie sat at the dining table, the candlelight flickering softly against untouched plates. The roasted chicken—Isabella’s favourite—had long since gone cold.She glanced at the clock.Nine o’clock.Charles Sterling was not home.He had promised. He had promised their daughter he would return before
Rosie reacted at once, catching hold of her daughter’s arm and gently but firmly pulling her aside.“I’m so sorry, Sebastian,” she said quickly. “P–Please don’t be upset with Izzie. She’s only a child, I—”“Tch. It’s fine,” he cut in, dismissive. “Just make me the same smoothie. And from now on, yo







