Все главы PREGNANT FOR MY CEO : Глава 11 - Глава 20

AURELIA'S POVThe moment I stepped into the office, I could feel the buzz in the air. People were rushing around, papers in hand, phones pressed to ears—it was chaos. It didn’t take long before I was pulled into it.“Morning, Aurelia,” one of my coworkers said, handing me a folder. “You’re prepping the presentation for Mr. Wellington’s meeting with the investors today, right?”I nodded, still half-asleep. “Yeah, I got the files last night. I’ll double-check everything now.”“And you’re attending the meeting too,”Noah's secretary added casually, like it wasn’t a big deal.Wait, what?I swallowed hard, trying to look calm. "Got it," I said, even though I felt a knot tighten in my stomach. Attending a high-stakes investor meeting with Noah Wellington himself? No pressure.For the next hour, I buried myself in my work. I made sure every slide was perfect, every number double-checked. But somewhere along the way—probably during my second coffee break—I must’ve grabbed the wrong file from m

Aurelia’s POV You know that weird feeling you get when someone’s eyes are on you? Yeah, that. It crept over me like a cold shiver. I froze mid-typing, my fingers hovering over the keyboard. Slowly, I glanced toward Noah’s office, and sure enough, the blinds were up, and the glass panel was see-through. There he was, Mr. Wellington himself, sitting at his desk, head bowed, totally absorbed in whatever important CEO stuff he was doing on his MacBook. I frowned, wondering why the hell he was still here. Didn’t he have a penthouse or a girlfriend or something to go to? From my angle, I could see him clearly, but I wasn’t sure he could see me. Still, I didn’t like the idea of being watched, so I focused back on my work. The awkwardness was already creeping up my neck, though. I tried to shake it off and concentrated on finishing my task. Thirty minutes later, I was done—finally. I yawned so loud I thought I’d wake the security guards downstairs. My eyes felt heavy, and my shoulders ach

After the incident with me riding in Noah’s car, he had gone back to being what he had always been—strict, sharp, and professional. Nothing changed on his end. George, however, had brought up more excuses to ask me out. A coffee here, a dinner there—anything to get me to say yes. I turned them all down politely, but it seemed he just wasn’t getting the hint.Days turned into weeks, and now here we were—the entire administration department of Lumina Industries—preparing to spend a whole week on a cruise ship. Seven of us in total, including our boss, Noah Wellington. Apparently, meeting the deadline for the massive project we’d been working on for a whole month now called for some celebration.We’d just wrapped up a three-day-long meeting to finalize and close out the project, which had been a massive success. So Noah, in what seemed like an uncharacteristically generous move, decided to treat us all. A whole fucking week off work. No emails, no calls, no spreadsheets—just food, drink

AURELIA'S POV When I got to work the next day, the first thing I heard was that the boss had called for a board meeting with all the staff. Ms. Anderson was the one who broke the news, and honestly, her face looked like it could curdle milk. She was always serious, but today? That frown was something else.The vibe in the office wasn’t any better. Everyone in admin looked like they’d just been told their dog died. That’s when it hit me—whatever this meeting was about, it wasn’t good news. Layoffs? Was the company downsizing? Shit. Am I about to lose my job?The meeting started, and the boss didn’t waste time. Apparently, someone in the company was leaking confidential information to a rival. He said he wanted to get to the bottom of it before launching a full investigation.My stomach dropped. The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. I glanced around. Everyone had that “not me” look on their face, but the tension was thick enough to choke on.Great. First it was “good morning

NOAH'S POV When I found something else on Aurelia’s USB—something that hinted she might’ve messed with the footage—I sat there staring at the screen like an idiot.Maybe she really was involved. Maybe asking her to stay home was the smartest fucking move I’d made all week. But damn, this was confusing.I didn’t want to believe it, but the pieces were starting to fit, and that pissed me off more than anything.With Aurelia out of the picture for now, I needed someone else to help with the investigation. My next pick? George. Why? Honestly, I didn’t trust the guy, but his connection to Aurelia made him useful. If he knew anything—or worse, if he was part of it—he might slip up under pressure.When George came in, he wasted no time being shady as hell. The guy got defensive the second I started asking questions.I told him about the anonymous tip pointing to Aurelia, expecting him to at least say something in her defense. But no. Instead, he started rambling about how she “probably did