ively, within just over an hour, Evie ha
s a photo of h
y, while Haiden looked down at her, his eyes
sted of just one
yn had ever seen a photo o
witnessed what Haiden looked like when he
ght it was
ision, whatever past she shared with Haid
next
Holland Corp to w
ren Reynolds. The two had never quite seen eye to eye in the p
etails from the past few years to Lauren. Scrolling throug
r. Holland would make it to
ile. "I thought you could
n, I wish you great success in your car
grounded, prac
I wish you a swift climb
the "Miss Evie" currently in the CEO's office, her eyes
d Mr. Holland that his meeting is about to start. I really don't want
ake things diff
knocked on the door
s cold, detached voice
g that in the adjoining private lounge,
, with a cup of hot ginger tea
issued the reminder: "Mr. Holland, th
ugged at the cuff of Haiden's sleeve, biting her pale lip. She di
ently rubbed her head. "Postp
sy. "I'm fine. You should go to your
asleep," Haiden replied,
ll that this was the first time Haiden
onist who despised sudde
en were supposed to attend a rather unimportant banquet. When Haiden found out she was sick,
e or cramps, and simply because he didn't want to leave h
looked at Jaylyn apologetically. "I'm so sorry, Miss B
Mr. Holland's decisions," Jaylyn replied gracef
ed handing over the remaining files and tasks. A
his office, Evie had falle
ly. "Mr. Holland, I need
ocuments without a w
aused. He looked up, his
negotiations just happen to be scheduled for next week. You'll come with me for this trip. Once th
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