All Chapters of One Night Stand With My Boss: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

EMMA“Ye—.” But Kian cut me off.“Yes she did.” He said firmly.Sylvia shot him a look before turning back to me, her sweet expression slipping. “You have no shame do you? Hopping on a man who already has a fiance.” She yelled at me.“Miss Sylvia.” I said but then she didn’t let me finish.“You called me Miss, and I call you Emma, you work for aunt Margaret so know your place, do not let me see you with my fiance anymore, this isn’t a threat Emma, it’s a warning.” Sylvia said.Silence.And then Lucas entered.Magaret didn’t seem happy to see him but she smiled anyway. “Wasn’t expecting you.” Lucas smiled, “Well, Emma was the one who wanted me back home.” He said.“Me?” I asked.“How do you know Emma?” Magaret asked in surprise.“The company K&W is partnering with is my company and because of her I am accepting the offer, no her, no partnership.” Lucas said.“How do you know Emma?” Margaret’s voice was sharp, cutting through the tension like a blade.I felt my stomach drop.Lucas smil

EMMAI shut off the engine, took a deep breath, and reached for the flowers. My hands trembled slightly as I stepped out of the car, the cold evening air brushing against my skin.Magaret had called and I answered.At the same moment, another car pulled up beside mine.A sleek black vehicle.I didn’t need to guess who it was.The door opened, and Kian stepped out, his tall frame moving with that effortless confidence that made my chest ache. Mark followed right behind him.His eyes dropped to the bouquet in my hands.Mark was the first to speak.“Miss Emma,” he greeted, his voice respectful as he gave me a small bow.I hesitated before offering him a weak smile.Mark had always been kind to me, the only one who treated me with a semblance of respect.Kian, on the other hand…He didn’t say a word.His gaze flickered over me, lingering just long enough to make my skin prickle, but his face remained unreadable.Then, without acknowledging me further, he strode past, leading the way insid

The word cut through me like a blade.Kian stiffened. His eyes flickered toward me, then back at his mother.Margaret didn’t stop. “I will let Lucas take care of her. She is none of your business anymore.”The words were final.Kian turned abruptly and stormed out, his anger like a storm following him.Sylvia followed quickly after, not even sparing me a glance.The moment they left, the room fell into heavy silence.Sienna exhaled sharply. “That woman…” She shook her head.I swallowed the lump in my throat.Margaret wasn’t done.She stepped closer to the bed, her eyes assessing me like I was an insect under her shoe.“Kian had to take care of Sylvia,” she said smoothly. “She’s feeling sick. Sylvia comes first.”I felt my fingers dig into the sheets, but I stayed silent.Sienna, however, wasn’t having it. “Of course, she does.”Margaret ignored her and reached into a bag. “I brought food. I cooked it myself.”Sienna didn’t hesitate. She grabbed the container and shoved it aside. “She

“Magaret, you heard me the other time. Emma stays.” Grandfather Edward said.Lucas and kian who were watching them, they both got a call and they left leaving Edward and Magaret alone.“Emma is a nobody, she shouldn’t be here. Kian is only going to get distracted with her.” Margaret said.“Margaret, are you handling the E&J Fashion company well? I heard you fired thousands of workers, is that true?” Edward asked.Margaret paused and then she went silent for a while. “You are making the same mistake you made a few years back, Margaret, I cleaned your mess and till date I am still regretting why I did that for you, still no remorse? I heard about everything that happened in the company, treating the workers like slaves like they are nobody.” Edward said.“I am the president of that company, I am a good leader and I should set an example to people, those people I fired are not hardworking.” Margaret said.Edward moved closer to her. “I am letting you stay and repent because of my grands

A knock on the door.“Ma’am, it has been arranged.” Patricia said.“I hope Edward is already asleep.” Margaret asked.Patricia nodded.“Good, Kian would come home for dinner and then you put something in his food,” Magaret said.“The woman in charge of the meals didn’t let me do anything.” Patricia said.“I will cook the food personally for him tonight, I will cook him his favorite food.” Margaret said her voice barely above a whisper.Patricia nodded and turned to leave but Margaret’s voice stopped her.“Patricia.” Magaret called.“Yes, ma’am.” She answered.Margaret took a deep breath. “How did you know about Emma’s allergy, Patricia?”Patricia hesitated. “I’ve known her since childhood.”Margaret’s eyes narrowed. “I need you to explain in details.”Patricia exhaled slowly, as if debating whether to speak. Then, she straightened. “Emma and I grew up together. We were childhood friends.”Sylvia scoffed. “That’s impossible.”Patricia ignored her. “She was born in the Wilson mansion.”