บททั้งหมดของ Mr. William's Rules: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

The weekend passed in a haze of silence and minor humiliation. William had continued his campaign of cryptic errands and smug glances, while Samantha’s cold war grew hotter.On Monday morning, I arrived at the office earlier than usual, hoping for a moment of peace. I sat at my desk, my fingers flying across the keyboard as I organized William’s meetings. He hadn’t spoken to me since Friday night, but I knew he noticed everything. The man didn’t blink without intention.Just as I was printing his 10:00 a.m. agenda, a loud clink echoed near my desk. I turned to see Samantha standing with a smug grin, holding a travel mug.“Oops,” she said. “Guess my coffee slipped.”Brown liquid had splashed across the edge of my desk and dripped down the stack of files I had just finished organizing.I stood slowly, suppressing the urge to lash out. “Be careful next time.”She smiled wider. “Maybe keep your desk clear of important things if you’re going to be working in such a sensitive area.”The inn

Monday arrived with the weight of a thousand stones. The company building, a tall glass tower that reflected the morning sun like a sword, looked as indifferent as ever. But something in the air had changed. I could feel it in the whispers that followed me through the lobby, in the eyes that lingered too long, and in the sudden hush every time I passed by.Samantha was already at her desk, typing away with her signature fake-smile plastered across her face. I walked past her without a word, settling into my seat, the sting of her sabotage still fresh in my mind.Today, I was going to survive. No matter what.I opened William's calendar and began organizing the week. There were meetings, reports, and the looming company event that had everyone walking around like headless chickens. He hadn’t said a word to me since the night he came to my house, but I could feel his presence hovering even when he wasn’t around."Lily," Samantha said sweetly, standing beside my desk with a file in her h

The next morning, the sky was gray, and a storm brewed in the air—a perfect match for my mood. The text from Justin had been haunting me since last night."He’s not who you think he is. The truth about Project VisionTech is bigger than Natasha. Bigger than William. You’re being watched."I had barely slept. My thoughts were tangled, each one tripping over the next. William had been cold, but never threatening. And Project VisionTech? That had been my baby—until it was ripped from my hands and sabotaged.But if William wasn’t behind it... who was?And why was Justin texting me now?I arrived at work early. Earlier than usual. The office was quiet, the smell of fresh coffee wafting through the corridors. William wasn't in yet, and his door was shut. I settled at my desk and opened my laptop, determined to dive back into the files I had downloaded two nights ago.The ones labeled Confidential.I found one titled: VT Internal Memo - Override Protocols. It was dated two months before I was

The next morning, I woke to a pounding headache and a heart racing from restless dreams. The photo from last night replayed in my mind on a loop. Someone had taken a picture of me and Nany, then left it in my desk drawer. It was a message.A threat.I took no chances this time. I left my personal phone at home, packed Nany's burner in my purse, and backed up Kevin's flash drive contents to a private cloud folder I had created overnight. Every precaution felt like a drop in the ocean, but I couldn’t afford any slip-ups. Not now.When I reached the office, the tension was so thick it nearly choked me. People looked away when I passed, and Samantha was already at her desk, humming cheerfully. She barely glanced at me.I ignored her. But something was off.Wait—wasn’t Samantha fired?The question nagged at me. I remembered the chaos and fallout from the previous weeks. She had been escorted out by HR after trying to sabotage my work. So why was she back now like nothing had happened?Befo

The wind outside rustled gently against the curtains as Lily leaned against her kitchen counter, a mug of lukewarm tea in her hand. She hadn’t slept well. Not because of nightmares—those had become routine—but because of the weight of the week ahead.Today was the company’s grand annual event. The one Lily used to attend with pride as a regular employee. Now, she would be attending not just as an employee, not even as William’s secretary—but as a woman surrounded by whispers, half-truths, and layers of corporate deception.She hadn’t told anyone what she had found in the confidential emails, not even Justin. She had printed copies and tucked them under a floorboard in her apartment, far from the reach of anyone who might come looking.The dress code was formal. Lily had chosen a sleek, wine-colored dress that didn’t scream for attention, but gave her just enough of it. It wasn’t for William or anyone else—it was for her. A reminder that she hadn’t broken yet.By 5 PM, the event hall w