Semua Bab Bad boy CEO'S second chance : Bab 31 - Bab 40

Jenny’s POVThe music thumped through the club, lights flashing in bursts of red and blue, bodies swaying all around me. Lena and Ivan were laughing, shouting over the music, as they tried to pull me into their energy. For a moment, I could let go of the whispers at the office, the endless gossip and the shadow of J always hovering in the background.Then my phone buzzed. I glanced down at it, half expecting another message from J. Instead, it was a news notification.CEO Rexford Kingston engaged to Rachel Madison.”The photo hit me like a punch to the gut—Rex, looking sharp in his suit, while Rachel was glowing with her fake smile, with the ring sparkling on her finger.I froze. My chest tightened, and my hands started shaking.“Jenny?” Ivan leaned closer, his brows furrowed. “What’s wrong?”I shook my head, but tears were already welling. I tried to hide my screen, but Lena snatched the phone before I could stop her.“Oh my God…” she whispered, her eyes darting over the headline. “I

Jenny’s POVThe months slipped by quietly, though not without the whispers that clung to me wherever I went. At first, it felt like I was being watched constantly—my colleagues’ eyes tracing my every step and every move, but slowly, like rain tapering into drizzle, the gossip faded.I rarely left my office except for mandatory staff meetings, or maybe people just grew tired of whispering. Either way, I was grateful for the stillness. I kept my head down and did my work; I only talked when I needed to.The meetings, however, were different. In those rooms, with their glass walls and long polished tables, I always felt the intensity of a pair of eyes.I never saw him directly, but I knew the CEO watched everything I did. His gaze was like a shadow in the corner, quiet but inescapable.Whenever there was confusion or a heated debate, my phone would buzz with an email. A short instruction: “Deliver this to finance.” Or “Tell the team we’re moving to Plan B.”The first time it happened, I

Rex’s POVMy phone screen lit up with Rachel’s name. My chest tightened as if my ribs were about to crack. Ever since that girl had the nerve to drag Jenny’s name back into the cesspool of the internet, I had been waiting for this call.The second I picked up, her voice was like nails scraping glass. “Did you see the comments, sweetheart? Poor little Jenny Walker your beloved orphan has become everyone’s favourite gossip again.” She laughed, high-pitched, ugly. “I told you, she’ll never escape me.”I clenched my jaw so tight I thought my teeth would snap. My voice, however, came out calm. Too calm. “Rachel, I know you’re behind this circus. If you dare go after Jenny again, I will destroy what’s left of your family’s dignity.”Silence. Then her laugh rang out louder, like a mock “Destroy us? Rex, you forget—you’re engaged to me.That makes you mine. And still—after everything—you take her side? You can’t hide your obsession, can you?” Her tone dropped into bitterness, sharp as a knife

Jenny’s POV“How long has Rachel even been working here?” I asked, lowering my voice. The cafeteria was still buzzing from what had happened earlier, the memory of Rachel’s words echoing in my head.Lena rolled her eyes dramatically. “About a month. And she’s already made herself the office nightmare. She struts around threatening to get people fired if they don’t do what she says.”Ivan leaned in, smirking but with irritation in his eyes. “She wasn’t hired the normal way either. She was personally placed in the design department by the former CEO. No interviews, no process. Just… boom, Rachel Madison, self-proclaimed boss.” I blinked at him, stunned. “So everyone here is just letting her walk all over them?”Lena sighed. “Honestly? People complain constantly. But because she flaunts her family name, no one wants to push too far. She’s been using that Madison surname like a shield.”I shook my head. “She’s still the same girl from high school.”“Exactly,” Ivan muttered. “And trust me

Rachel’s POVThe internet had turned against me, and it was all Jenny’s fault.Everywhere I looked, there she was: clips of her standing tall in that cafeteria, clips of her presenting at Sterling, clips of her pretending to be some hardworking saint. And me? I was the villain. The bully and the spoiled brat who never grew up.It was infuriating. I sat at the dining table that morning my phone was buzzing nonstop. My father’s voice broke through the silence, and he was furious.“Rachel, do you realize what you’ve done?” He shoved his phone in my direction. “Do you know how many calls I’ve had to take since yesterday? Investors, Partners, Friends. Everyone wants to know why my daughter is humiliating this family in public!”My mother’s lips curled with disgust. “You’ve made us a joke, Rachel, you've made us a laughingstock. People are saying the Madison name isn’t worth what it used to be. Do you understand the damage you’ve caused?”My heart thudded, but I lifted my chin. “It'snot my