Grace placed the last file in the cabinet, returning to her seat with a heavy sigh. The past few months have taken a toll on both her mind and body.Despite returning from Paris, she'd hoped for a break since they had been working tirelessly. However, there was no such thing as soon as she came in; that round breast frog had a lot of work on the ground for her, so the workload remained overwhelming, leaving her and even Dian, her colleague, stressed out. Dian had been in tears the night before.Since the incident with Noah, Grace has done everything to avoid him. A week ago, though, he asked her to stay after closing.She expected a meaningful conversation with him, but it turned out he only wanted her body; seeing how he was in a hurry, he put it in her. Who would believe her first time was going to be in an office? It’s a good thing she came to her senses when she did, or only God knows what would have happened.Why her? Grace wondered. Yes, Noah was handsome, with a great figure, a

*** Susan was seething with anger, kicking anything and everything in her path as she stormed into the modeling department's head office. "That Bitch! How dare she talk to me like that? And in front of everyone?" she fumed, her voice sharp with frustration. Her steps were determined as she barged into Lora's office. Lora, the managing director of the modeling department at O.S. Publishing, looked up from her iPod, her expression a mix of annoyance and weariness. "Seriously, Susan, how many times do I have to tell you? Stop barging into my office like it's yours." Ignoring her, Susan took a seat, her eyes blazing with intensity. "That's why I told you, make me your assistant. Then I won't have to work with that asshole." Her voice crackled with irritation; he had the audacity to scold her, all because of that manipulative gold digger. Lora fixed Susan with a stern gaze. She knew that unless she gave her cousin the attention she craved, Susan wouldn't calm down. Putting down her iP

****“I want that new intake, Grace Bush, or what is her name, fired this instant,” Lora demanded as she stormed into Mr. Creed’s office in a fit. “Who the hell does she think she is? We pay her salary, for crying out loud,” she slammed him again.Noah looked from Secretary James to the raving Lora. “What do you mean?”"Ah, she attacked Susan last night, and right now she is in the hospital going through surgery.”“What nonsense!" James snapped.“Yeah, that is nonsense; there is no way she would do something like that,” Noah said in disbelief.“Really, then what do you call Susan’s situation, Noah? The state she was in last night was a total mess. If I hadn’t taken her to the hospital, she would have died,” Lora roared in anger.That is pretty serious. “James.” Noah turned to him,“Yes, boss.”“See if Miss. Bush is on sit.” Although it’s a little hard to believe, he can’t just take whatever his cousin was saying.“Seriously... You are going to send for her? Are you saying that my word

~~~ Today was the first day of Grace's promoted, was a very special day. Everything she did was different, from the moment she woke up to when she chose what to wear.Grace got up early at 6 a.m., her face bright and eyes clear, filled with excitement for the day. This morning was not like any other; it was the beginning of a new chapter in her career.For her outfit, she chose carefully. She wore white pants that fit her perfectly, matched with a sleek black turtleneck top and white heels. This combination was both professional and bold. Instead of tying her long hair back as she usually did, she let it flow freely down her back.Her choice of clothing and how she wore her hair were her ways of embracing this significant day with confidence and openness.Standing before the mirror, Grace admired the bold choice she had made for the day. She gave herself an encouraging nod and said, "Well, well, you don't look so bad, Grace Bush." Then, suddenly remembering the time, she added, "Okay

***As James emerged from Noah's office, he dashed toward Grace. Despite his lack of understanding regarding the relationship between Noah and her, he had observed the boss's demeanor around her and was convinced that if anyone could avert the impending disaster; it was her."Grace?" he called out urgently, drawing the attention of the other staff. "Apologies, please continue with your work," he added, feigning calmness. "But I need you to come with me immediately."Confusion plastered across her face, Grace inquired, "Why? Does the boss require my presence now?"No time for questions, just come with me," James insisted, gently grasping her hands. "And bring the papers," he added hastily, waiting for her to retrieve the document before pulling her along."Hey, ease up," Grace snapped as she forcefully reclaimed her hands, rubbing her forearm where his grip had been too tight. "What's going on?"Outside Mr. Creed's office, James spoke urgently, "Listen, Grace, there's something I need