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I gaped at her, quickly patting my hot cheeks as if that would stop the blushing, “What, no! Like you said, Wren, he is our boss, I don’t want to be the employee who sleeps with her boss just to… you know, keep her job or something. I’m not that type of woman.” I was definitely that type of a woman, if Wren knew the things Seth and I had done together, she wouldn’t consider me an innocent person at all. And I could feel it in the way I felt around him this morning that I was close to losing control again. "Good," she said, nodding her head. "We all heard about the massive T&T Construction deal. I saw the CEO this morning, I think Theo is his name. Girl, he is so handsome. So, I thought since

Zack’s sharp voice shattered the office’s tense silence, making me jump. I looked up in confusion to find his face contorted with anger, glaring directly at me. "This case file is riddled with mistakes—typos, inconsistencies, and outright errors! Is this really the standard of your work?!" he roared, slamming a stack of papers onto my desk with enough force to make me flinch. I picked up the file and flipped through it quickly. The edits were atrocious—sloppy and careless, clearly done with malicious intent. It was obvious someone had sabotaged my work.

He even met her gaze. They seem to be competing at the glaring challenge. And who gave up on making eye contact will lose. "Eh, who are you?" Zannie asked. She was able to lower her voice which meant that the tension she had felt before had subsided. She was terrified at the sight of this man. At the same time, the nice view of his face is angry and turning crimson due to annoyance. "I'm Howard Fontafella, CEO of Satire Life Inc.— the most successful company in Asia."

On account of my role as an informant, and out of consideration for the sexual abuse, imprisonment, and repeated physical torture I'd suffered at Warren's hands, the authorities didn't press charges against me. Warren and Catherine were convicted on charges that included leading a criminal gang, conducting business deals through extortion, unlawful detention, murder, and drug trafficking. They were both given death sentences. The staff at the psychiatric hospital who'd acted illegally, as well as my father, had received the punishments they deserved as well. After I got Mom out of the psychiatric hospital, I discussed the situation with Seth and Sadie. I had them move away from this city. On

So must face, so must overcome everything, no matter that three years, she was in prison, suffered what, no matter whether her character has been twisted in those three years, also no matter whether it is not those three years has let her lose the dignity of standing squarely in front of the people, from today onwards, she must straighten up her back, overcame the fear, until no shame to grandpa, no shame to their own hearts. Jane Tong does not know is that the eyes of her cold and impersonal man, in the car drove away from the building, and then from the other end around back, the car is parked under the building, at the same time, the car rang Jane Tong's voice, and at this moment, Jane To

I asked, observing her frequent glances at my phone and toward the door. She shook her head slowly. "Let's just watch a movie," I suggested. Perhaps Ivan would arrive after we finish one. "Lucinda..." I glanced at Lucinda, who was engrossed in her phone. She quickly stood up to fetch the remote control, turning on the news. I furrowed my brow. "News flash. The child of a business tycoon and the grandchild of the former mayor of Cavite is currently in the hospital after being involved in an accident."

Saying this Christian hung up in anger. Evelyn's phone started to buzz with notifications as she scrolled through the news article. The headline read: "Exclusive: CEO of TitanTech, Alaric Pritzker, caught out on a date with model Dianna East." Sinking deeper into her bed sheets, Evelyn clicked on the article, swiping through the images to find the one that had caught her father's attention. There they were - Alaric and Dianna, sitting in a cozy ice cream parlor. Her eyes were blazing with fury when she saw the picture of Alaric feeding the ice cream.

I missed it so much that I would die to see him look at once again. I noticed that the pillow is crooked. I gently straightened it. I saw a folded paper and took it in my hand. The handwriting was scrawny. My eyes scanned the letter which was apparently addressed to me. "My brother is in jail because of you. Your husband is only alive because I wanted to watch you burn every day worrying about him. Dane was a good boy but he chose you and we all have to live with the consequences of our decision. But next time I won't be generous. The time after that you would curse the day you stood up against me"

His gaze was also sharp on the woman. I could hear behind me the faint laughter of my blockmates. Maybe they were happy because the CEO humiliated Nathalie. He even said that she is just a secretary and not a wife, which is the opposite of the woman's story earlier. I shook my head, sighing. He's scary. If I ever win here—even though that's impossible, I still won't work for their company. I'd rather be in the coffee shop and ride Thraia's evil stares at me every time Yhael approaches me.

Her new desk sat just outside Mason’s office, positioned like a gatekeeper’s post. There was nowhere to blend in. She set her bag down slowly. Across the glass, Mason moved through his office, already on a call, presence filling the space without effort. People passed by, glancing at her with open curiosity now. Lena straightened her spine. If escape was no longer possible, then hiding wasn’t either. She logged into her computer, fingers steady despite the storm inside her. Two floors up, under the CEO’s watchful gaze, her life had just narrowed to a single, unavoidable path.