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~~~~“London at last,” Grace muttered. They had barely made it to the airport on time, thanks to Diana oversleeping again.“Alright, ladies, come this way,” Secretary James said as he led them forward. “Instead of a hotel, we will be using one of Mr. Creed’s villas. It’s a three-week trip, so behave yourselves. Remember, your rewards and promotions after this business trip will depend on your performance. Do I make myself clear?”“Yes, sir,” they all chorused.By evening, they arrived at the villa.And it was nothing like Grace expected.The place was massive. A wide estate with a grand fountain right in the center and a large swimming pool off to the side, clearly marked as off-limits.Each of them was assigned rooms, and somehow, Grace ended up close to the master bedroom.“Okay, we are here,” James said. “Take your time, rest, and prepare what needs to be done by morning. The real work starts then.”With that, he left.Diana turned to Grace. “Is it just me, or did anyone else see th

~~~Grace stormed into the large dining hall and dropped the box onto the table with a loud thud.“Who does he think he is?” she muttered under her breath, pacing a step away from the table. “He is just my boss. Nothing more. Nothing else. The nerve of that man.”Diana noticed her immediately. She was already sorting items from another box, but her attention shifted the moment Grace walked in like a storm.“What happened?” Diana asked as she stepped closer. “You look angry.”“Angry?” Grace let out a sharp scoff. “I am way past angry. Right now, I could actually kill somebody.”Diana paused, then raised a brow slightly. “Ah… can you hold that thought for about thirty minutes?”Grace frowned at her.Diana tilted her head toward the hall, still half-smiling. “We still have half an hour to get this place ready. After that, you can go and murder whoever you want.”That pulled a small reluctant smile from Grace, despite herself. Her shoulders eased just a little.“Fine,” Grace said. “But I a

~~~Few Months later. Grace placed the last file into the cabinet and shut the drawer.Finally.She let out a long sigh and sank into her chair, rubbing the back of her neck.The past few months had not been kind to her.When they returned from London, she had foolishly thought there would be a chance to rest. A few days at least.Instead, Susan had been waiting.The moment Grace stepped back into the office, her mentor had piled work after work onto her desk. Every time Grace thought she was finally catching up, another stack appeared.It never seemed to end.The workload had been brutal on everyone.Even Diana was struggling.Just last night, Diana had called her in tears, complaining about deadlines, and a supervisor who apparently enjoyed making people suffer.Grace could not even laugh at it. She was too exhausted herself.With a groan, she leaned back in her chair and stared at the ceiling for a moment.Her desk was finally clear. At least for now.The thought barely crossed her

~~~~Grace buried her face in her hands. Brilliant. Absolutely brilliant."Great, Grace. Just great." She groaned and smacked the toilet seat. "What the hell was that?"The image of the entire office staring at her flashed through her mind… the scene and the files flying across the room.Grace squeezed her eyes shut. "Oh my God… what did I do?"Slowly, she stood and stepped out of the stall. The panic hit her immediately.What if they fired her? What if she had just destroyed everything she had worked for?Mrs. Hail's voice echoed in her head. Your temper is going to land you in trouble one day if you do not learn to control it."Ah..." Grace grabbed her hair. "Ah, ah, ah!"She pulled at it in frustration. "This is bad… Like really bad."Then…"You are going to pull out your hair if you do not stop doing that."Grace froze. Her head snapped up.Secretary James stood a few feet away, watching her."I do not want to believe we employed a madwoman," he added, shaking his head.Grace gaspe

~~~Susan slammed the door open so hard it bounced against the wall."That bitch!"Her heel connected with a wastebasket in the hallway, sending it rolling across the floor."How dare she talk to me like that?" she snapped. "In front of everyone!"Everyone had heard her, even their whispering had started before she left the department.Susan clenched her jaw and marched straight into the head office of the modeling department.Without knocking. As usual.Lora looked up from her iPod and immediately frowned."Seriously, Susan." She rubbed her temple. "How many times do I have to tell you to stop barging into my office like it belongs to you?"Susan ignored the question completely. She dropped into a chair and crossed her arms."That is exactly why I told you to make me your assistant."Lora groaned. "Not this again.""Yes, this again." Susan leaned forward. "Then I would not have to work with that asshole."The memory of Noah's cold expression flashed through her mind. She had expected