Semua Bab TRAPPED WITH MY DAD'S BESTFRIEND: Bab 61 - Bab 70

The following days blurred into a mix of meetings, reports, and endless tasks. I tried to throw myself into work, letting it be my escape, my shield from the chaotic whirlwind that had become my personal life, especially after what I learned about Thiago.Lucia was in and out of my office more than usual, juggling paperwork, reminders, and upcoming events. “Madame CEO, please don’t forget, we have the expo coming up in two weeks,” Lucia said, placing another stack of documents on my desk. She gave me a sympathetic look, probably seeing the exhaustion written all over my face.“I haven’t forgotten, Lucia. Don’t worry. Email me the details of the exhibitors, we need to make sure Bermudez Group’s booth would stand out.” I replied, forcing a smile. I hadn’t had a proper night’s sleep in days, but I didn’t have time to stop. Not now. Not with everything coming up. The workload was unrelenting—projects, expos, presentations. Every day I left the office late, my body aching, my mind buzzi

I was about to fall asleep on the living area when I heard him opened the room’s door—Thiago never waited for an invitation when he decided to invade my space. I groaned and reluctantly stood up, brushing my hair back with my hands as I padded toward the door.Opening it, I found him standing there in his usual casual yet commanding style. He wore a simple black shirt and dark jeans, but somehow, he always managed to make even the most basic clothing look like a tailored power suit. His dimmed oceanic blue eyes flicked over me, taking in my tired state, and he gave me that smug smile that made my stomach do an unwanted flip."You didn't have to come home early," I said, trying to sound annoyed, but the exhaustion and my faltering willpower made my voice weaker than I intended."Of course, I did," Thiago replied, stepping inside without waiting for permission. He moved with the confidence of someone who owned the place, which, in many ways, he did—at least in the sense that he owned m

The warmth of Thiago’s lips lingered on mine, and I felt my breath hitch slightly as I pulled back to meet his eyes. There was something different in his gaze now—an intensity, yes, but something softer, something more vulnerable. I had said the words. I had told him I loved him. And now, the moment hung between us, fragile and full of possibilities.I waited, my heart pounding in my chest as I searched his face for his reaction. Would he say it back? Would he laugh it off? I wasn’t sure what to expect, but what I got was a smile—a genuine, slow, breathtaking smile that made my knees feel weak.“I’ve been waiting for you to say that,” Thiago said softly, his voice carrying a rare gentleness that made me feel exposed.I blinked, trying to process his words. He’d been waiting for this? My heart fluttered, a mixture of relief and confusion. I opened my mouth to respond, but the words got stuck, and I looked away, suddenly shy in a way I hadn’t felt in a long time."It wasn’t easy for me,

  A moment later, the panel judge arrived—a middle-aged man with sharp eyes and an air of authority. He approached the booth with an appraising gaze, and I stepped forward to greet him. “Good morning,” I said, offering a warm smile. “I’m Bridgette Martinez, acting CEO of Bermudez Group. Thank you for taking the time to visit our booth.” The judge nodded, his eyes sweeping over the setup. “Mrs. Bermudez, I’ve heard a lot about Bermudez Group. I’m looking forward to seeing what you’ve brought to the table.” I gestured to the LED screens, where our promotional videos played in a seamless loop. “We’re showcasing our latest projects and inno

Days after the expo…The mood in my office was light, even buoyant, as Marcus popped the cork off the bottle of champagne. Lucia cheered, and I couldn’t help but laugh as bubbles fizzed up and spilled over the edge of the bottle.“To our fearless Madame CEO!” Marcus said with a grin, handing me the first glass. “You really pulled off a miracle at the expo.”I raised my glass, trying to suppress the modest smile tugging at my lips. “I couldn’t have done it without the two of you. If anyone deserves a toast, it’s you both. You kept everything together when things almost went off the rails.”Lucia shook her head, pouring herself a glass. “Come on, Madame CEO. You’re the one who kept us calm. If it weren’t for you, I’d have probably been a nervous wreck the moment that panel judge showed up early.”I laughed, recalling how pale Lucia had gone when we’d been told about the judge’s sudden appearance. “Well, I might’ve been panicking on the inside, but outwardly, I had to keep it cool.”“And