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Chapter twenty-twoMasonWe sat in the car not saying any more words to one another.I glanced sideways to stare at Emily, she sat beside me, her expression cold and expressionless. Her hands are placed firmly on her thigh as she grips her phone like it is her lifeline. I could tell she was nervous about today’s meeting and stunned at my words, anyone would be, it wasn't every day these things happened.Hanging out with your employee to a club then kissing him, then kissing you back. It was crazy.And I wanted to lean in to kiss her again but I still valued my job and my head.Finally, we approached the grand building of White Nova Robotics. A legacy her father left for her to continue. As the car drove into the garage and parked, Emily exhaled sharply but still didn't speak to me.As we stepped out of the limousine the fresh morning air brushed against us. And Kim, the flirty HR Manager was waiting for us at the entrance. She was dressed in a dashing and tight corporate gown that hug

Chapter twenty-FourRobert I wake up to the ray of the sun heating the curtains casting a glow on my wife, Gianna as she lay beside me. Her back against me was like she was angry with me, but I wasn’t surprised ever since we got married. She had always been that way.I rolled onto my side resting my head up on one arm to watch her.“Hey, you are up,” I began slowly, my tone soft and friendly, trying to start the conversation in a light tone.Gianna opens her eyes and turns to face me. “It's hard to sleep with a lot of things on your mind.”I knew exactly where this conversation was leading to. It's been days since Emily, my niece, returned declaring her interest in taking over as the CEO of white Nova Robotics. The same position I've worked so hard to preserve all these years after the demise of my late brother.“ Emily is my niece, Gianna,” I stated softly, still trying to keep my tone in check.“She has been overseas all her life Robert,” Gianna cut me off sitting up in the bed, he

Chapter twenty-sixMasonA new day, a new chance to rewrite your story.The fish-shaped alarm clock rang jolting me out of my deep slumber. I took a glance at the clock and confirmed my worst suspicions— I had overslept again. I groaned loudly, raking a hand through my brown hair before throwing off the covers and dragging my feet out of the bed.“Good morning sir.” One of the maids greeted me as I stumbled into the kitchen.“Morning,” I muttered, grabbing the cup of coffee she handed me. The caffeine was meant to keep my brain active but for some reason, my mind was spinning. “Have you seen Emily?”“Yes sir, she left very early,” she replied, his voice neutral.I froze mid-sip. “She left early today?”“Yes, sir. She mentioned having something urgent to handle at the office.”I scoffed, placing the cup down a little harder than I intended. “Of course, she always does.”Ever since the night out at the club, she has been acting distant and weird, and her early departure confirmed it. Sh