All Chapters of Pregnant For The Milson Heir : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Chapter Twenty-One

The next morning, I arrived at the office at exactly nine. I had barely settled into my chair when I noticed Brian was already in his office.Through the glass wall, I could see him seated behind his desk, sleeves rolled to his elbows, a cup of coffee beside him and a file open in front of him. I checked my watch, it was 9:03.I furrowed my eyebrows, wondering how long he had been here. I was still staring when the phone on my desk rang. I glanced at the screen then at him. He was already watching me through the glass. I smiled, though it didn’t quite reach my eyes. He set the handset down once he saw I understood. I pushed my chair back and walked into his office.“You wanted to see me?”He didn’t look up right away. He finished reading the page in front of him, turned it over and finally raised his eyes. He picked up a folder and slid it across the desk.“The spring collection,” he gestured toward it. “I need your designs sent to the jeweler.”I opened the folder. Handwritten notes

Chapter Twenty-Two

I left his office and I headed for the bathroom. I did not want to believe the face staring back at me was actually mine, the same face Brian had just been looking at. My hair had come loose from its ponytail in strands, dark circles shadowed my eyes, and my lipstick had smudged across my mouth. I took off my glasses and wiped away what was left of my makeup, then stripped and stepped into the shower. Afterward, I dried my hair with the dryer mounted on the wall. Aurevéra’s women’s lounge had everything you could need. The company was owned by a woman, after all. What else would you expect?I got dressed again, tied my hair back, and put my jewelry on, but skipped the makeup since I had not brought any with me. I never saw the point of carrying it around, not unless I was heading to the beach with Becky and Miguel.Since when did he become such a workaholic? I wondered, packing up my things. Back in high school he had been the least serious person among us, the definition of a bad egg.

Twenty-Three

“I’ll take my leave now,” I said, feeling both of their gazes boring into my back as I exited the showroom.Later that afternoon, I retreated to the executive floor's hidden kitchen—the one with the high-end espresso machine that regular staff hadn't discovered yet. I wasn't there for a caffeine fix. I needed my usual dose of green tea to calm my nerves. I was rinsing my favorite mug when the door clicked open.“Ms. Hart,” I turned. Kelvin stood in the doorway, his hands shoved deep into his pockets. The effortless, casual composure he usually wore was entirely missing.“Do you have a minute?” He asked.“I have a meeting in eight,” I replied, turning back to the sink to watch the water run.“This won’t take eight.”I set the mug down on the counter and waited. While I knew my deep dislike for him wasn't entirely fair, I simply didn't possess the energy to exchange pleasantries.“I wanted to apologize,” Kelvin said, his voice dropping to a quieter tone. “For what happened at the coffe

Chapter Twenty-Four

I stood in Miguel’s doorway that Sunday morning, watching him pick out his own shoes for what felt like the tenth outfit change in twenty minutes.“These ones,” he decided finally, holding up a pair of sneakers with dinosaurs on the sides, the ones he had insisted on wearing every single day for the past month regardless of occasion.“Perfect choice,” I said, and meant it, grateful for anything that didn’t require another decision from me that morning.I had barely slept the night before, running through what I wanted to say to Becky, “Are we really going to Aunty Becky’s,” Miguel asked, tying his laces with the intense concentration he gave everything, tongue slightly between his teeth.“We are.”“Is she angry at you?”I paused“Yeah, I guess. But how did you know?”“She hasn’t come to see me,” he said, brushing his hair away from his face. “And…and you have not said her name in a long time.”He considered this seriously. “Did you say sorry yet?”“Not yet. I’m going to say it today.

Chapter Twenty-Five

I stared at him, stunned. "Mr. Milson, it is pouring—""I don't keep people on my team who hide liabilities, Ms. Hart. If you can't be transparent, you don't belong in my vehicle. Get out."The sheer humiliation choked me, but my pride wouldn't let me beg. I grabbed my purse, left the corporate folders on the seat, and stepped directly into the freezing, violent deluge. The second my feet hit the pavement, the heavy door slammed shut. The car zoomed off, leaving me completely stranded.Within three seconds, I was soaked. The rain masked the hot, furious tears streaming down my face. I stood on the empty sidewalk, shivering violently, clutching my purse to my chest as the true weight of his cruelty settled over me.He was a monster. And as I squeezed my eyes shut while in the storm, I renewed my vow: he would never, ever know that the five-year-old boy on that prescription slip belonged to him.I stood on the flooded sidewalk, shivering violently. The freezing rain soaked through my cl

Chapter Twenty-Six

I officially stopped doing him any favors. I didn't make his coffee the way he liked it. I didn't use the expensive espresso machine. I brought him the cheap, burnt coffee from the regular breakroom. Ten minutes later, Brian marched into the kitchen. I was leaning against the counter, holding my throbbing head. He slammed the mug down."This tastes like battery acid," he barked.How would he know what a battery acid tasted like? I thought. Then again, his attitude is just as sour."It's the standard company blend, Mr. Milson," I said, staring right back at him. "Standard boss, standard coffee."He stepped closer, crowding me until he blocked the exit. "You're pushing your luck, Sophia. You're acting out.""I am doing my job," I said, ignoring how dizzy I felt. "You wanted me here and on time. I am here.”"This coffee is horrible," he hissed.I sidestepped him and walked out. "Then buy better coffee."Nathan dropped me off at the hospital. When I walked back into the private room, Mig

Chapter Twenty-Seven

She said the word so quietly, I almost missed it. I wasn’t entirely sure I hadn’t imagined it.I didn’t move, I just sat there with my jaw tight and my pen gripped too hard in my hand until the door closed behind her.Brian hadn’t said a single word through any of it. He walked into his office without looking at me. I gathered myself, grabbed the folder from my desk, and followed him in, dropping it on his desk without comment, and left before he could say anything else, because I genuinely didn’t trust what would come out of my own mouth if he did.At lunch I sat alone in the cafeteria, stabbing at a salad I had no interest in eating.Why do I care, I thought, jabbing my fork harder than the lettuce required. Why does it matter to me who kisses him in his own office?I didn’t have an answer. Or I did, and I refused to look at it directly. She’s his girlfriend, obviously. Why wouldn’t she be? Men like him always have someone.I stabbed the lettuce again.And if she is, what exactly is

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Brian reached into his top desk drawer and pulled out a thick, black leather folder. He slid it across the smooth surface of the mahogany, letting it rest right between us."Your new contract," he said, his voice quiet but carrying an undeniable weight. "Read it. Sign it."I didn't reach for the folder. Instead, I kept my hands folded behind my back, matching his cold stare. "I already have a contract from when I was a director, Brian. You can't just force me to sign a new one.""That contract belonged to the old regime," Brian murmured, leaning forward and resting his forearms on the desk, bringing him closer into my space. "There is a new change of power. I am the boss now, and your previous terms are no longer valid."I scoffed, my chest tightening. "And what exactly changed?""Your availability," he said softly, his dark eyes locking onto mine with absolute authority. "Page three outlines the new corporate policy. From now on, you are on call twenty-four-seven. If I need you at t

Chapter Twenty-Nine

“Eighteen point five million—” Suddenly, a paddle snapped up from the very back of the room.My eyes widened. The rival bidder wasn’t finished; he had tried to catch Brian off guard. A few people laughed nervously at the sheer theater of it. Brian’s jaw visibly tightened. His dark gaze never broke from mine as his hand went up.“Eighteen point eight million.”A collective gasp moved through the ballroom like a wave. The rival bidder stared at him for several agonizing seconds, his face turning a deep crimson, before raising his paddle one final time.“Eighteen point nine.”Brian didn’t even wait for the auctioneer to breathe. “Twenty million.”The entire room fell into an absolute, suffocating silence. The rival bidder slowly lowered his paddle in defeat. The auctioneer looked around, almost breathless himself. “Twenty million dollars. Do I hear twenty point one?”Nothing.“Going once.”My heartbeat pounded violently against my ribs, the sound roaring in my own ears. Brian’s gaze rem

Chapter Thrity

I was still holding my drink when she found me again.“Enjoying yourself,” Brian’s date said, appearing at my shoulder with that same practiced smile that never reached her eyes.“I’m working,” I said flatly.“Working,” she repeated, amused. “Right. Is that what we’re calling it.”“You know,” she continued, stepping closer, “Brian mentioned you used to be someone important here. Managing Director, wasn’t it?” She tilted her head. “Funny how far people fall when they’re not actually as necessary as they think they are.”“If you’ll excuse me—”Her hand shot out, flicking my glass upward. Red wine hit my chest in a cold, dark splash, soaking straight through the fabric of my gown.A sharp gasp rippled through the small cluster of guests nearest us, someone’s champagne glass pausing halfway to their lips, a woman nearby pressing a hand to her own mouth in shock.The crystal embellishments across my bodice, which had been catching the chandelier light all evening, went dull instantly, weigh

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