All Chapters of My Boss Will Stop At Nothing To Have Me : Chapter 111 - Chapter 113

Lillian's POVAs if Rachel's drama wasn't enough, Isabelle had to start her own. Again. And this time, it wasn't pretty.I barely had a week to breathe after finally putting Rachel Voss in her place, and now my name was being dragged across every gossip blog and trashy headline in existence. But this time, it wasn’t about business. No. Isabelle went personal. And she went deep.I was in my office, sipping lukewarm tea and reviewing a contract draft when my phone began vibrating like it was possessed. Messages flooded in... from Diana, a few journalists I’d blacklisted, even my old high school roommate. Everyone wanted a statement.Confused, I clicked one of the links Diana sent me, and there it was.“‘America’s New Sweetheart?’ Not Quite... Dark Past of Lillian Carter Exposed by Former Socialite Isabelle Laurent”There was a grainy photo of me from what had to be nearly a decade ago... lip gloss too shiny, heels too high, dress way too tight. And underneath it: a carefully constructed

Nathaniel's POVThere are some places that stop time... not because of where they are, but because of what happened there.For me, it was this rooftop.The same rooftop where I first sat across from Lillian and realized I was royally screwed.Not because she was beautiful... though God, she was. But because something about her saw me.Not Nathaniel Caldwell, heir to a crumbling empire.Just… me.Tonight, the wind was gentle. The skyline sparkled like it was trying to impress her, the way I had on that very first real date. The table was set the same way: two flickering candles, her favorite rosé, a plate of dark chocolate-covered strawberries. Familiar. Soft.She stepped onto the rooftop in a deep green dress that stopped my breath cold.She was elegance and ambition wrapped in soft curves and fierce eyes. And I still couldn’t believe she was mine.“You brought me back here?” she said, a soft laugh escaping her lips as she walked toward me.I stood, reaching for her hand. “Seemed fitt