เข้าสู่ระบบI played several games over the next hour, ranging from beer pong, charades, some ridiculous drinking game that involved way too many rules. The energy was infectious, and despite my earlier discomfort, I found myself actually enjoying it.Finally, someone suggested an analytical thinking game where people were called up randomly and asked questions related to their field of expertise.Sierra was called first. "What are the top three fashion trends you predict will dominate the African market in the next two years?"Her answer was articulate, and impressive. Everyone clapped enthusiastically.Jason was called up next. "Describe the biggest challenge facing the automotive industry in the next decade and how your company plans to address it."He launched into a detailed explanation and his answer was equally impressive.Sierra was cheering so loudly I thought she might hurt herself. "Yes, Jason! That's my guy!"When he walked back to the circle, she grabbed his hand, beaming up at him
The party was nothing like I had imagined.I expected a cocktail gathering at a nice restaurant, with soft music but instead, I walked into what could only be described as a college-style rager. The music was loud enough to make my chest vibrate, people were dancing with red cups in their hands."This is not what I expected," I said to Jason as we stepped inside.He laughed, helping me out of my coat. "Roman has a 'forever young spirit' mentality. He refuses to grow up, and honestly? His parties are always the most fun because of it."I gave him a look that said I wasn't entirely convinced, which only made him laugh harder.When I stepped back, having handed off my coat, Jason went suddenly quiet. I felt his eyes on me, traveling down the length of my body and back up.I did a slow turn. "What do you think?"Jason seemed to struggle for words. "Blue is... blue is definitely your color," he finally managed, his voice slightly strained.I grinned, pleased with his reaction."Jason!" A
The bachelorette party was exactly what Fatima had always dreamed of. There were balloons in every shade of pink covering the ceiling, rose gold decorations everywhere, champagne flowed freely, and a table groaned under the weight of desserts that looked too beautiful to eat.About fifteen women were scattered around Fatima's spacious living room, laughing and chatting. Lisa and I had arrived together, carrying a carefully wrapped gift that we had spent an entire afternoon agonizing over."Okay, okay, gift time!" Fatima announced, clapping her hands together excitedly.We all gathered around as she opened presents one by one, there was lingerie that made everyone shriek with laughter, spa packages, jewelry, personalized items with her soon-to-be married name engraved on them.When she got to our gift, Lisa and I exchanged nervous glances.Fatima tore off the wrapping paper and gasped when she saw the box. "Oh my God, is this-""Open it!" Lisa urged.Fatima lifted the lid to reveal th
JASON’S POVWhat the hell were you thinking?" I demanded, slamming my hand on the conference table.Challan stood on the opposite side with his arms crossed. "I was thinking about what's best for this company.""Bullshit," I shot back. "I heard Alessa's ideas and they're solid. She has real vision for where JR Corps could go.""Vision she couldn't articulate when I asked her directly," Challan countered, his voice rising to match mine. "Jason, I'm not going to accept a partnership proposal just because you have feelings for the woman presenting it.""This has nothing to do with my feelings!" I said, though we both knew that was a lie. "This is about you being unnecessarily harsh on her. You rejected her before she even had a real chance.""I gave her every chance," Challan insisted. "I asked her direct questions about her vision, and she gave me nothing, Jason.”I scoffed and shook my head. "She was nervous! You could have-""Could have what? Held her hand through the pitch? Given her
I was still reeling from the loss as I walked back into the office building. The confident woman who had walked into that tea shop an hour ago felt like a distant memory.As I crossed the lobby, one of the junior associates intercepted me, tablet in hand."Ms. James! I'm so glad I caught you."I stopped, trying to compose my expression into something professional. "Yes?""Mr. Julien asked me to give you these assignments." She started scrolling through her tablet rapidly. "There's the quarterly review for the Southeast Asia division, the compliance audit that needs your signature, and..oh!”She cleared her throat. “He wants you to personally inspect our downtown office. Apparently, they've been having significant operational issues, and he thinks a director level assessment would be beneficial."My stomach sank. The downtown office was notorious for being a disaster. It would take weeks, maybe months, to properly assess and fix.This was deliberate. Julien was burying me in work so
I stood in front of the tea shop, staring at the elegant glass doors and trying to steady my breathing. My hands were trembling slightly, and I pressed them against my skirt to still them.This was it. The meeting that could change everything. My chance to get ahead of Julien and secure my future with the company.I remembered Jason's words from last night. ‘Be confident. You know your stuff so own it.’I sucked in a deep breath, squared my shoulders, and walked inside.The tea shop was intimate, with soft lighting and quiet classical music playing in the background. A waiter approached me immediately with a blinding smile."Good morning, ma'am. How can I help you?"I pulled out my phone, reading from the screen. "I have a reservation under Primrose. Ten o'clock meeting.""Ah, yes. Right this way, please."He led me through the shop, walking between tables toward a private corner. As we approached, I caught a flash of red hair and saw a dark-skinned man seated at the table.But my fo







