“Not again,” Cressida muttered under her breath as she checked her phone screen. Alaric’s name flashed for the sixth time after they departed this morning, his persistent calls a constant reminder of the rules she was expected to follow.She silenced the call, her fingers moving with practiced ease. “I’m not answering,” she whispered, but Floria caught the words and chuckled softly beside her.“Ignoring his calls might not be the best idea, ma’am,” Floria cautioned, her voice low.Cressida’s gaze drifted back, her brow furrowed in concern. Before she could respond, Floria elaborated, “If you don’t answer, he might just show up here.”“He’d do that?” She repeated, a hint of amusement creeping into her voice. She chuckled softly and continued toward her seat, her heels clicking on the floor as she ascended the short staircase. “Why would he do that?”Floria’s response was immediate. “Because he’d be worried.”Cressida’s giggles trailed behind her as she reached her desk, her lips curvin
The sleek car pulled up in front of the company, its model sending shockwaves of excitement through the crowd.“Wow!”The collective gasp was followed by hands covering mouths, eyes glued to the vehicle as if mesmerized. As gazes drifted to the license plate, speculation ran rampant.‘Could it be her? Why’d she arrive on such an enigmatic ride when Felix and the Chairman opted for more understated models?’“You can get out now, ma.” Easton said, his voice a gentle prompt. The plan had been to turn heads, and with attention firmly fixed on her, Floria stepped forward, her timing perfectly choreographed.With a slight bow, she opened the door, greeting, “welcome, ma.”Cressida grabbed her bag, took a soft breath, and stepped out, her heel touching the ground precisely. For a moment, she paused, then descended, her movements fluid.Floria stepped aside, allowing Cressida to lead the way before closing the door and falling into step behind her, bag in hand, her gaze cast downward.As Cres
“Rule number one, take care of yourself,”“Two, if anything goes wrong, call me,”“And then there’s the third rule—the most crucial one. Show them you’re a force not to be reckoned with.”A smile curled onto Cressida’s lips as she recalled Alaric’s instructions. Despite his objections, the chairman had insisted she return to work today, and Alaric had reluctantly agreed to let her go. He wanted her to dress elegantly for the office, but she had other plans and thanks to Floria, she was now dressed in a casual yet stylish outfit—a crisp white blouse paired with fitted green trousers and a pair of heels that’d make her presence known without drawing too much attention.As she stepped out, a delicate necklace with intertwined G and K pendants caught the light, a customized gift from Alaric that added a touch of sophistication to her outfit. In her hand, she carried a sleek rectangular handbag, a gift from Easton. With Floria having taken care of her notebook and laptop, she was free to
Anna nodded, her face still cast downward in embarrassment, and she turned slightly toward Cressida, her voice barely above a whisper. “Thank you, ma. I’ll be forever grateful for your generosity.” Her voice cracked as tears welled up in her eyes again.A warm smile spread across Cressida’s lips as she enveloped Anna in a gentle hug. “You owe me nothing,” she said softly. “But if you insist, then focus on your studies. I want to see you graduate with flying colors.”Anna sniffled and nodded reassuringly. “I promise,” she vowed, her voice filled with determination. “I won’t let you down. I’ll graduate as the overall best student.”Alaric cleared his throat, drawing their attention. “I deserve a hug as well.” He said, and Cressida’s face furrowed, unclear. He smirked, adding, “you’re showing her kindness. Shouldn’t you be gracious enough to appreciate me, too?” Cressida chuckled softly and brushed off his comment. “Let’s pack this meal for dinner. It’s getting late.” She instructed, fa
Anna tightened her arms around Cressida, her head nestling into the warmth of her shoulder as she sniffled, trying to stop the flow of tears. “Thank you.”A soft smile spread across Cressida’s face as she tenderly rubbed Anna’s head with one hand and gently patted her back with the other. “It’s fine.” She murmured, her voice a gentle whisper, allowing Anna to shift and move however she needed to without constraint.As Anna’s head found its comfortable spot, she let out a deep breath and closed her eyes, her body slowly relaxing. Minutes ticked by, and she drifted off to sleep. But the sweet calm was shattered by the smell of burning stew. “Hun?!” They exclaimed in unison, eyes wide with alarm.Anna’s head shot up, and she rushed to check the stew, while Cressida, still disoriented, forgot to grab a napkin and opened the lid with her bare hand. “Oh!” A painful moan escaped Cressida’s lips as she managed to control her reflexes, preventing the lid from clattering to the floor and care
Anna tightened her arms around Cressida, her head nestling into the warmth of her shoulder as she sniffled, trying to stop the flow of tears. “Thank you.”A soft smile spread across Cressida’s face as she tenderly rubbed Anna’s head with one hand and gently patted her back with the other. “It’s fine.” She murmured, her voice a gentle whisper, allowing Anna to shift and move however she needed to without constraint.As Anna’s head found its comfortable spot, she let out a deep breath and closed her eyes, her body slowly relaxing. Minutes ticked by, and she drifted off to sleep. But the sweet calm was shattered by the smell of burning stew. “Hun?!” They exclaimed in unison, eyes wide with alarm.Anna’s head shot up, and she rushed to check the stew, while Cressida, still disoriented, forgot to grab a napkin and opened the lid with her bare hand. “Oh!” A painful moan escaped Cressida’s lips as she managed to control her reflexes, preventing the lid from clattering to the floor and care