All Chapters of Don't Call Me Baby: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Mr. Petrov..." "A Petrov...?" "Why a Petrov is here...?" Hushed, terrified mumblings erupted as Samuel Petrov stood in the middle of the room, looking foreboding. A lot of questions are whirling around but no one dared ask aloud. Tense silence rules as everyone nervously waits. No one dared move more so leave despite wanting to scurry away from his dark gaze. While everyone's attention is on the Petrov entourage, Kamilla is busy lamenting her miserable state. More than her throbbing cheek, her fortitude is ebbing away. She felt like being stripped of whatever dignity was left in her. She was slapped not because of the insult she hurled, but because people regarded her as insignificant. An irrelevant member of society she thought she belonged to. She had been too preoccupied with her thoughts to notice the intent gaze that bore down on her. Only she realized the attention after a huge hand cupped her chin. She looked up, startled, only to be met with a piercing cold gaze sh

Beca's words remained in Kamilla's mind for the entire week following their conversation. The two women's assumption about Samuel Petrov's motive in helping her is quite absurd. Mr. Samuel Petrov is one of the heirs to the world's most powerful conglomerate. A man of high caliber and far from being ordinary to notice someone like her. Furthermore, he is too old to care about trivial matters. With these thoughts in mind, she was convinced that he had a logical reason for bringing her to his home rather than simply providing her with the benefits of her father's death. She will know once she asks him. For various reasons, she also hasn't left his place since she arrived. She is afraid to go outside without knowing what awaits her. Somehow, the emptiness of the place became her sanctuary. It gave her time to mourn her loss and heal her broken heart. Also, to gather her shattered pride. Furthermore, she discovered that Cel and Beca are only there during the day to do chores and will

Despite their awkward interaction the night before, the following morning appeared to be peaceful. She was even surprised to be summoned to join him for breakfast. Looking at the man across from her, she still can not believe she will have this opportunity. Everyone's dream is to eat together at one table with any of the Petrov. Fortunately, hers came true.She was nervous at first, but Samuel Petrov's relaxed demeanor reassured her. For the first time in her life, she shared a meal with a Petrov. Even when her father was serving the famous family, he never brought her to work, which she understands is extremely dangerous. While enjoying the delectable meal on her plate, she can not help but smile as she mentally rejoices. The thought of beating Celine Donlov in her dream of being in the same place as the Petrov made the food taste better. She was well aware of Celine's desperate desire to be noticed by any of the Petrov cousins. The reason she always goes to her parents' office i

"What are you saying, Doctor Lia?" The patriarch's inquisitive gaze fell on Lia. The rest of the family did the same but she remained placid. "Lia..." Vasili gently took hold of her hand while waiting for her explanation. Lia turned to face her husband. She gave him a soft smile before trailing her gaze across the room. She met everyone's questioning eyes until it settled on Kamilla. "Petrov Pharmaceuticals conducted extensive written and performance examinations two months ago. Only five candidates advanced to the final stage after passing several qualifying exams," Lia explains calmly, not taking her gaze away from Kamilla. "I need this country's top chemists to be trained, and I want new ones. Fresh knowledge and youthful vigour" she added while glancing at the patriarch. Since she took over Petrov Pharmaceuticals, she has aggressively scouted candidates for training. Not just for the company, but especially for the underground Petrov facility. Her sister-in-law, Abigai

“Ella, let’s go for lunch,” Michael said, standing beside her worktable and watching the careful way she mixed the formulas. She had only been with the team a few weeks, yet she was already settling in. The welcome had been warm, and she had found herself part of a solid group. No one knew of her connection to the Petrovs, so her dealings with Doctor Lia remained strictly professional. She was treated like any other employee. “I’ll catch up,” she murmured, still focused on her work. “We’ll wait by the lockers,” Michael offered, then turned away. Even though she was always the last to take a break, her teammates never left without her. “I hate making people wait,” she muttered under her breath, unsure whether he had heard. “We’re waiting,” Michael called back without turning. “If we leave you, you’ll forget to eat again.” Ever since the day she had skipped lunch entirely, they had insisted on waiting. Though she had been there only a short time, everyone had noticed how single-mi