Todos los capítulos de FROSTBOUND : Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

~Odessa~Returning to the party hall, I noticed the atmosphere had shifted to business discussions. A few brand ambassadors walked up to me, trying to suggest features. Some of the designers were asking for reviews and feedback on the new designs they had worked on, suggesting their new designs would fit into the company's brand identity.And some were modelers trying to get into the modeling agency of the company, seeking opportunities to model some of the new company designs and walk runways in the upcoming summer fashion shows. Some were literally excited and wanted to do everything possible to appear on the first page of the company's magazine. For now, I could only assure them that their suggestions and designs would be looked into, and they would get their feedback from me later on.The moment they dispatched, I got to be alone again, and tried to listen to some conversations, at least to recall how I'd carried out all these things before, but still, nothing came. All I relied

~Adrian~ Hums and rattles of vehicles ripped the city of its serenity. Traffic could be the most terrifying catastrophe to meet on a Tuesday morning in Vine City. Those who made it out early spares themselves the torture of sitting in cars for long hours, impatiently waiting until they finally get through it.And here I am, once again, seated behind the office table. The calm atmosphere reeled out the chaos of the outside world as I reviewed papers, signed documents, and attended to proposals that needed my attention after a long time being away from the company.A soft knock came before the door opened. "CEO 1, just as I expected, after the burden you went through, here you are once again with sleeves rolled up to show that hard-built muscle of yours. You amaze me, Adrian." "Rhea," I looked up to find Rhea walking gently in, her smile radiating the soft click of her shoes enough to make her presence known. "I've missed seeing you behind those tables. Can I get a hug from you? I h

~Odessa~"What do you mean by that, Adrian?" My brows furrowed.He remained silent."Is there a problem with what you see?" "Drop the review. I'll have your assistant look into it." His tone came as an order; my eyes popped wide."My assistant? Um... No, no. Don't worry, I would love to do it myself. Just that, I thought maybe you could give me some of your ideas. You know..." I tried to reason, but it seemed his mind was already sealed."No need for that. And no arguments." Adrian spoke with an air of finality. "We can't afford any mistakes. Let Ember help you with the reviews. She knows better."She knows better? My heart dropped to my stomach, a pang of humiliation washing over me. So unreasonable of me to think this would work.I bit back the anger and worked on my composure. I was not going to let it deter me in front of him.But the anger refused to vanish. Here I am, trying to reach out to him. But it seems, he never understood my gestures. Or he just didn't want to.My effor

~Odessa~I decided to focus on the people instead, spotting everyone in their positions.Executive men and women, each distinguished in their dignified positions. And here I am standing once again with them, holding tight to my elegance.It was then I found Margaret seated in her position behind the table with long rows of chairs equally occupied by the others according to their positions.As the Non-executive director of the company, Margaret's had earned her reputation through years of business experience and confidence. And according to what Ember told me, despite not taking an active part in the day-to-day operations of the company, her presence at important corporate functions was highly noted.She had served the board for years, participating in meetings, contributing to important business decisions, offering her insights and experience on matters that shaped the company's progress. She flashed me a smile as I responded with a nod, then turned to find my seating position.I sigh

~Odessa~"Thank you once again, Mr Jones, for the ride," I said, watching as Mr Jones sat perched on the sofa, posture relaxed and almost carefree as he raised a knowing brow, lowering his eyes and letting them fall on the teacup Margaret had just offered him on arrival, and he raised them again, letting them trace me up like he was studying a manual."What are friends for?" He shrugged casually, turning toward me with an easy smile, his eyes crinkling slightly at the corners. "People say I'm too kind, that I wouldn't mind doing anything for a good friend. You know, when it comes to you, I might forget I have a wife," His lips curved with a sly smile. He laughed looking far too pleased with his remark, like he was asking for a reaction."There you go again, Mr Jones." I found his eyes and those striking silver met mine, refusing to look away. "You make me want to meet your wife. And tell you, Mr Jones, the moment I see her, I will tell her how much of a sweet talker you are," I droppe