All Chapters of A Fake Date With My New Boss : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 21:Lola's POV I was sitting on the couch with my phone in my hand, smiling at the screen like someone who had completely forgotten how to behave normally. Zack had sent me a picture of his coffee, complaining that Leo had taken the last piece of breakfast, and somehow that tiny complaint had turned into a twenty-minute conversation.I typed another reply, deleted it, typed again, then finally sent it.Me: You are too dramatic. It is only breakfast.His reply came almost immediately.Zack: You would not say that if you were here.I covered my mouth to stop myself from laughing.“Who are you smiling at?”I looked up and found Mia standing in the kitchen with a wooden spoon in her hand, staring at me suspiciously.“No one.”“Then why are you smiling at your phone like you just won the lottery?”“I am not.”“You are.”I glanced back at my phone, trying not to smile again.Mia pointed the spoon at me. “It is Zack, right?”I gave her a look. “Focus on your cooking.”“I am cooking,

Chapter 23Lola's POV I was still trying to understand what had happened between Zack and me when Leo walked into my office. I had barely settled down after leaving Zack's office, and now he was standing in front of my desk with an expression that made me wonder what was coming next.“Lola, I need you to handle something for me.”I looked up from my computer. “What is it?”“You need to pick up a client from the airport.”I frowned. “A client?”“Yes. It is important, so I need you to leave as soon as you can.”I stared at him. “Since when do I pick up clients?”Leo gave me a small smile. “You ask too many questions. You will be fine. Just pick him up and bring him to the company.”I sighed, reaching for my bag. “Fine. How does he look?”Leo paused before answering, “He is a tall man with dark hair, broad shoulders, and a clean, well-kept appearance.”He was called before he could finish explaining. "Please don't keep the client waiting!"I stared at his back. “That makes absolutely n

.Chapter 025Zack's POV. The message from my father stayed on my screen long after I had stopped reading it. Come home for dinner; your brother is back. The word sat there like an insult, reminding me that no matter how many years passed, my father still refused to call things what they were.“Are you going home?” Leo asked.I slipped my phone into my pocket. “Apparently, I have a family dinner to attend.”“With your brother?”I gave him a cold look. “Do not start.”Leo raised both hands. “I was only asking.”“I know what you were asking.”I picked up my jacket and walked out of the office, but my thoughts were already somewhere else. Anna was back, Lola had disappeared with the wrong client, and now my father had decided tonight was the perfect time to bring his other son back into my life.The drive to the villa was quiet, but my father's message kept returning to my mind. My stepbrother had been away for years, and I had never asked where he was or when he planned to return. As far

Chapter 27Lola’s POVI slammed the villa door behind me and hurried down the driveway, refusing to look back even when I heard Zack calling my name. “Lola, wait! Please, wait!” His footsteps followed me, but I walked faster, wiping the tears that had already started falling. I had come to his house carrying a cake I had spent hours making for him, hoping I could use it as an excuse to apologize and fix whatever had gone wrong between us. Instead, I had opened his door and found him holding another woman.“Lola, please!” Zack finally caught up with me and moved in front of me, forcing me to stop. “I am sorry. It is not what you are thinking.” I stared at him through my tears, my voice barely steady.“Then tell me what I am supposed to think, Zack. Who is she to you?” He opened his mouth, but no answer came immediately. “Who is she to you?” I asked again. “I came here with a cake for you. I thought maybe we could talk, maybe I could apologize for walking out of your office, and inst

Chapter 029Felix’s POVI had been waiting for this day since the plane took off. After spending so much time away, the thought of seeing my mother again had kept me awake through most of the flight. I pictured her face, the way she would probably complain about how thin I had become, then insist that I eat something before asking me anything else.I was happy to be home, but there was another person I had quietly hoped to see.My brother, Zack.I had always admired him, even though I rarely allowed him to notice. We were not related by blood, and I knew that mattered to him more than he ever admitted. Still, whenever I watched him speaking on television, handling business interviews with that calm confidence, I found myself smiling.He looked so different from the Zack I knew at home.I used to wish I could tell him how much I respected him, but I never did. There was always a voice in my head reminding me that he would never see me as a real brother. So I kept my distance and preten