Todos los capítulos de Rise Of The Hidden Heiress: Capítulo 191 - Capítulo 200

~Agnes~I’m literally hurrying down to the Crimson Cafe, where I’m scheduled to meet Nessa, Ursula’s cousin and the client she’s introducing me to, with a large paper bag containing samples, material swatches, and miniature décor pieces for the client's supposed space.Finally walking up to Nessa’s table, she smiles at me. “You look so good, Aggy,” Nessa compliments.“Thank you so much,” I reply sweetly.“Please, have a seat,” Nessa says, gesturing to the empty chair beside her friend, who is still on a call and doesn’t look up. As I move to sit, she ends her call and lifts her head to acknowledge me, and I freeze.It is Tania fucking Beecroft.“Meet Miss Tania. She’s an ad expert and my best friend’s boss,” Nessa smiles. “Miss T,” she calls Tania, “meet Agnes, the genius interior designer I told you about,” Nessa introduces excitedly.“Hi. Good afternoon, ma’am,” I greet, adjusting quickly.“You… I know you,” Tania says, narrowing her eyes slightly before smiling. “You work at Agary

"Julian." My father calls me as he appears at the kitchen entrance. He motions for me to come to him. "I do have something I wanted to speak to you about," he says as we reach a space in the living room. "What is the update on the Caesar construction?" He asks in a serious tone. "We are about concluding on the deal," I say leisurely, taking a seat. "I have been scheduled for a meeting with the new CEO. I am yet to receive the full details and when the meeting is scheduled to be held. But I was told he is out of the country and is expected back in a week. Once he gets back, we will meet, and the deal will be sealed," I tell him. "That is my boy. I am glad you are handling this. I just knew instantly that you would be able to pull it off. I was initially worried. The former CEO was rumored to be a hard nut to crack. I am actually happy that his son is taking over. Young blood will do all of us some good," my father says. I follow my father back to the kitchen, ready to strangle P

I run my lips down and across Agnes's collarbone to her shoulder.Shifting both her hands into one of mine, I reach down and slowly pull the string holding her dress together, kissing along the newly exposed skin.Moving to the other side, I repeat the same action and am soon rewarded when her dress slips down, revealing her incredible body.A gorgeous and sexy strapless black bra and color-matching underwear with tiny ribbons. Fuck.Does this woman own anything that does not look good?My mouth trails down to her breasts while my free hand moves to the clasp of her bra.There is no way I am missing the sight of her bare bosom this time. It opens easily, and the gorgeous piece falls away.Even though I had wanted to see it on her much longer, I know we do not have the time. The sight of her bare skin reveals the vision that fills every one of my fantasies. Taking one pink nipple into my mouth, she moans loudly, and her knees buckle slightly. "Shh," I whisper against her skin. I li

~Agnes~Reporting sick just to avoid work is something I’ve never done in my entire life. But when I woke up today, I knew I wasn’t ready to face Julian… not yet.It turned out to be a blessing in disguise, though. I spent the day curating concept boards, material palettes, and drafting layout ideas for Tania’s home.By evening, I’ve accomplished so much that I can’t help but feel proud of myself.My phone beeps, and I pick it up immediately. It’s a message from Aldine.“[Aggs,Do you mind a little business chat after work? I’ll be at the Vespa. Pius is coming along too. I want to discuss a collaboration, and he wants to make sure I’m not trying to poach you into ditching Smith & Agary.]”Relief settles in as I read the message. For a moment, I’d thought Pius’s presence might have something to do with last night.Another message comes in from Ursula.“[Got into Greymark University for my Masters. Celebration at the shooting range after work.]”Now that’s some good news.I glance at th

~Jess~After an evening with the girls, I’m left completely exhausted. So, exhausted that I can't wait to get home, take a shower, and have a cool sleep.As we get closer to the house, I open my phone and forward a text to Allister: “[How is your evening going? Have you been able to sort through the pile of files on your desk?]”He did say that he needs to sort through some urgent pack files and won’t be able to make it to the medical center to pick me up.I wait for a while, but there's no reply from him, so I shrug. I guess he's very busy.My emergency driver drops me off in front of my apartment, and as instructed, he stays in the car to make sure I'm safely inside before leaving.Allister’s recent worries about my safety have become so ingrained in me that I take quick glances as I head in.The elevator ride to my floor is uneventful, but as I approach my apartment door, a familiar scent makes my steps falter.Dominic.The distinctive fragrance of his perfume reaches me before I