บททั้งหมดของ The Boss I Shouldn't Want, Now My Stepbrother : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Bridgette's POV The cold wind caressed my face as I stepped out, hugging my blazer around my frail body. My eyes brimmed with unshed tears as I watched a couple walk over with their daughter. Her face was brimming with smiles, but me? I rarely smiled when I was her age. "Ring..." The familiar sound snapped me out of my reverie and dragged me back to reality. Staring at the lit up screen of my phone, an exasperated sigh escaped my lips at the familiar name glaring back at me. I swiped up, and the frantic voice of my assistant filled the line almost immediately. "Hello Miss Bridgette, are you there?" "Yes, Jennie. What's the matter? It's past work hours.” I muttered, running my fingers through my hair as I sensed the urgency in her tone. "The CEO is in the office. His assistant seemed to have dropped a message to inform us about his presence, but—” "But? Stop acting like you're in a heist." I retorted, my patience thinning."We didn't get the notice.” She sighed. “Now, he's t

RHYSAND'S POVMy jaw tightened as Bridgette walked away, reveling in the complement of the presentation that she had just done."Mr. Rhysand," My secretary called, turning to me with her head still bowed down."What is the matter?" I asked, glaring at her.“I came to tell you that the meeting you've scheduled with your father is in fifteen minutes, the car is ready, and...""You're fired.” I coldly cut her words short."S—sir?" She stuttered, her lips trembling at my words."You heard me, you are fired." I repeated, walking away to the elevator."I'm really sorry, Mr. Rhys, but...""Rhysand." I corrected."Yes, Mr. Rhysand, but you cannot fire me. I need this job.” She blurted out, her sharp heels striking the tiles brutally. God, I hate that sound. "Is that supposed to be a request or an order?" I said, turning back to her already pale face."It—it is not what you think.” She shook her head repeatedly, her face blank. “ I'm just saying I'm the only daughter of my mother, and we...

BRIDGETTE'S POV I sat at the dark polished table, the silverware perfectly aligned, and the scent of roasted duck and wine filled the air. My mother, despite throwing anxious glances towards me, I could not deny how beautifully glowing she looked in the champagne-colored dress that we almost seemed tailored just for her.A shocking thought crossed through my mind, how long had it been since I'd seen her look this good? Yes, she did dress up once in a while, but never had I seen her skin look so radiant and her eyes held a hint of something I couldn't place whenever she looked sideways. My eyes followed her gaze, flickered towards the older man sitting beside her, tall, silver-haired a dashing face and an even striking name to booth—Aaron Warner, Founder and ex-CEO of A.R.W the second largest company that dealt with anything and everything, from tech to fashion, ARW was your to go and Aaron had single-handedly created that company from scratch.Despite his age, his features remaine

Rhysand's POVThe couple's happiness was palpable, but I couldn't let it get to me. Not when my supposed stepsister was the same person who had refused to crawl out of my skin since the first day she managed to crawl in.I knew I looked like a dickhead who didn't want his father's happiness but I wouldn't let him make a mistake. "Playing hard to get I see." The annoyingly familiar voice called from behind.I turned around, took her in but didn't acknowledge her presence. "Look, I just came to tell you that you're being childish. Our parents need this. They really seem to be in love with each other. The least we can do is support them." She spoke with a soft tone that made me cringe. She always gave off confidence and an unbreakable spirit. Seeing her vulnerable was alien to me, and it almost made me cringe."If you're doing this to get my father's money or have him help your career, it will not work. I must tell you, my father is smart and calculated…" she exhaled loudly before I c

Rhysand's POVMy first instinct was to ignore the message and continue with whatever I was doing, but Bridgette's words rang in my ears.'If you care about him like you claim then you won't leave him with two strangers by himself.' "Shit! Just perfect!" I exclaimed and grabbed my suit from the arm of my chair before walking out.The driver opened the door for me just in time to slip into the comfort of the car."Where to sir?" He asked with a meek voice and I showed him the picture Aaron attached to the message of him and his wife to be in a boutique. All it took was a glance at the picture I flushed at his face and he nodded and started the car. He was the only driver that had managed to stay with me for so long. I'd sacked the others before him for their incompetence and slowness. Dave, however, was so vast with the city that he knew the places with just a glance at their interior pictures and he kept to himself. Even when he spoke, he spoke with so much meekness one would think