My Ex-Husband’s Billionaire Boss Wants Me.의 모든 챕터: 챕터 101 - 챕터 110

Gemma “So we need to work on the lights and fix the broken tap in the kitchen.” “Yes, ma’am.” I stood near the entrance with my notebook in my hand while the worker went over the list of things that still needed to be done before the restaurant could open. Most of the work had already been completed, but we still had a few things to fix. The furniture and equipment were covered with transparent nylon to protect them from dust while the workers finished up. The smell of cleaning products still lingered in the air, and a few tools were sitting on the side of the room where some of the final work had been done. “Show me everything that still needs attention,” I said. “Yes, ma’am.” She led me through the restaurant while Gigi stayed behind in the main dining area to check the tables and chairs. I followed the worker into the kitchen first, where she pointed out the broken tap. “This one needs to be replaced,” she explained. I bent down to take a closer look before writing

JulianFor months, the organizers of the business and entrepreneurship conference had been sending countless emails asking me to attend and share my business experience with aspiring entrepreneurs.After much advice from my team for me to be present at the conference they said it would be good for Ferguson Holdings Company and would give more visibility and publicity. I had agreed to go on one condition, that under no circumstances would I speak there. I hated all this gathering so the team agreed that I should just show myself and everything else would be handled.Seeing her there was a total shock to me.I left the conference and went back to my office, hoping I could bury myself in work, but I couldn’t concentrate. Hours passed, and my thoughts remained on Gemma. I eventually asked my secretary to get her details. She ended the call the instant she heard my voice. I took off my glasses and massaged the bridge of my nose, feeling drained. I closed my eyes briefly before putting my p

GemmaI quickly prepped myself. I wore a red gown that reached above my knees and black stilettos. I applied a little bit of makeup since I was not really into makeup. Then I curled my hair into bouncy curls and was ready to go.By the time I arrived at the restaurant that morning, everything was ready for the opening. The staff had arrived early. Gigi was at the entrance checking the reservations.Gigi walked over with her phone in her hand.“We have most of the tables booked already, and there are still people calling to ask if we have space.”I smiled. “That’s good.”“You’re not nervous?”“I am, but I’m trying not to think about it.”She laughed. “You’ve been checking the same table three times.”“Because I want everything to be perfect.”“You did so well, Gemma. Relax.” She rubbed my arm gently.“Really, thank you.”The first customers started arriving. I welcomed them at the entrance, thanked them for coming, and watched the servers lead them to their tables. Some people stopped

Julian“Get back here, Julian.”My mom yelled after me as we stepped outside, but I kept walking toward the parking area. My shoes struck the pavement with each step as I tried to get away from the noise, the argument, and everything that had happened inside the restaurant.My cheek was sore, and the cut on my lip stung whenever I moved it, but I barely noticed the pain. My mind was still on Richard, and I was already thinking about how to deal with him. At the same time, I couldn’t stop thinking about Gemma.The urge to see her again was stronger than I expected. Seeing her standing in her own restaurant, surrounded by people who respected her, made me happy for her. She built something for herself after everything she had been through.But there was another feeling inside me. I was sad that she had built a life without me.I sent her flowers, and she rejected them. She really made it clear that she didn’t want anything from me, yet I still couldn’t accept that she had moved on.Jame

GemmaThe ringing of my phone pulled me out of sleep.“Ahhhhh.”I groaned and reached across the bed, searching blindly for it. My eyes were still heavy, and I almost knocked the phone to the floor before my fingers finally found it.“Hello?” I answered, my voice rough and grumpy from sleep.“Ma’am, we got a contract to cook for five thousand guests.”My eyes opened immediately.“What?” I pushed myself upright, suddenly wide awake.“Yes, ma’am. I just received the email. They want us to attend a meeting this morning to discuss the menu, cost, staff, and everything else.”I stared at the time on my phone.“What time?”“Ten o’clock.”I threw the blanket aside.“Send me the details. I’m coming.”I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the phone in my hand. Five thousand guests. My stomach fluttered at the thought, and I couldn’t stop the smile that spread across my face. At the same time, I felt nervous. It was a huge opportunity, but I knew one mistake could cost me more than the contr