The Billionaire's Curvy Prize의 모든 챕터: 챕터 81 - 챕터 90

  The conference room was already occupied when Queen walked in. Richard stood at the head of the glass table, one hand resting against the back of his chair. Beside him sat a man Queen had never seen before, dressed in a charcoal suit with the kind of quiet confidence that suggested he was accustomed to being listened to. Melissa was already there. So was Ava. Queen took the empty seat beside Ava, placed her notebook on the table, and waited. Richard looked around the room. “Good. We're all here.” Melissa straightened immediately. She had spent the last five minutes fixing her hair in the reflection of the dark conference-room window and checking her phone whenever nobody was l

The conference room was unusually quiet. Queen stood at the end of the table with the presentation remote in her hand, Daniel Mercer seated across from her, Richard beside him, and the rest of the team arranged around the room.Melissa sat with her laptop open, her expression composed. She had said almost nothing during the first few minutes.That was unusual for her. But there was a reason. Queen was leading. And Melissa knew better than to interrupt when Richard had already made that decision.Queen clicked to the next slide. “The development isn't competing on amenities,” she said. “It's competing on confidence.”Daniel leaned forward. Queen continued. “Our research shows that your target buyers already understand luxury. They don't need us to convince them that marble floors and private elevators are expensive.”The next slide appeared. “They need to believe the purchase will improve their lives enough to justify the price.”Daniel studied the screen. “And your campaign does that

George raised an eyebrow. “What?”“My Mom? “Yes. Queen stared at him as though he'd just suggested something completely unreasonable.“Why?” “Because you just spent the last hour telling me about her. That doesn't mean you have to meet her.”“Why not?” “Because… She paused. Then lowered her voice. George, you're my client.”He smiled. “Am I? Yes. Is that what I am? For now. For now? Queen immediately realized what she'd said.She looked down at her plate. “That came out wrong.” “I don't think it did.” She gave him a warning look.“Don't make this difficult. “I haven't done anything. “You're smiling again. Because you're cute when you're trying to argue with me.” Queen shook her head. This is exactly why. “Why what?”“Why I can't take you to meet my mother. George looked genuinely curious.“Why? “Because she will ask questions. Questions? Too many. He laughed softly. Such as?Queen started counting on her fingers. Who are you? How do you know me? How long have you known me? What exactl

Queen had barely stepped through the apartment door when Ava came flying out of the living room.GIRLLLLL……..WHAT WAS THAT?”Queen stopped. “What?” Ava pointed dramatically toward the window. “Don't ‘what’ me!”Queen slowly looked at her. Ava stood there barefoot in an oversized T-shirt, her hair in a messy bun, like she'd been waiting for this exact moment.“I saw everything.” Queen sighed. “Oh, God.” “Yes! Oh, God!” “Ava—”“No. Ava held up one hand. “You're not escaping this.” Queen dropped her handbag onto the couch.“There is nothing to escape.” “Nothing?” “Nothing.” Ava stared at her. Then at the window.Then back at Queen. “That man is charming, OH MY PRECIOUS LORDDDDD.”Queen tried not to smile. “He's annoying.” “Cute. “Annoying.” “Cute and annoying.”“Ava. “Rich. Queen closed her eyes. “Please.” “Very rich.” “He's my client.”Ava gasped. “Don't insult me, client who took you to dinner”Queen turned toward the kitchen. “I need water.” Better drink enough because you need to ans

Queen woke up because her phone slipped out of her hand and hit her in the face.She groaned. “Seriously? She fumbled around for it, still half asleep, then remembered she had fallen asleep with it beside her.The screen lit up. One message.George: Hey you!!! You awake?Queen stared at it. She checked the time. 7:17 a.m. She hadn't even brushed her teeth. And somehow, that was the first thing she was thinking about. Man? like Adam? Not work. Not James. Not the Mercer account. George??. Nah. She dropped the phone on the bed and covered her face with both hands. “No.”She was not doing this. Not this early. She reached for the phone again anyway.Queen: Unfortunately.She almost deleted it. Too late. He had seen it. The reply came.George: Unfortunately?Queen smiled.Queen: I was sleeping. George: I gathered that.Queen: Then why did you ask if I was awake?There was a short pause.George: I wanted to know if I could bother you.She laughed under her breath.Queen: You already are.