The Fired Secretary Is A Billionaire Heiress

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asting proposal across the floor. The sharp edge of the cardstock sliced across the back of my hand

sharp stiletto footsteps echoed across the marbl

to marry, stood in front of my desk in limited-edition red-bottom heels, her chest heaving. S

can sell us out and s

bid for the upcoming hockey season that I had just finished organizing as Ch

. Only you, me, and Kiel hav

g her hand so her massive sapphi

for cash besides a broke, go

bent my knees to pick up the scattered doc

e lunged forward and shoved

the sharp corner of the mahogany desk. A wave of raw pain shot up my spine

eavy double doors of the President'

hree-piece suit. His cold, light-brown eyes swept over the mess on th

aper. For six years, I had worked as his right hand by day and been his secret lover by night. I w

on my hand for a single second. Then he loo

of grievance. Her eyes rimmed with

ore bidding data to C

my nails digging deep into my pa

hand. His voice was stiff, yet

Leave thi

n at me from his full height, h

. Explain

had mistaken his silence for trust. I s

curity footage and the email se

e, the crease between

n, and the rival team already has what they believe

meaning her

as dabbing at her dry eyes

ur tone,

k a step forward, his tall fram

stare, searching the eyes I had lov

back witho

ly fortune. She has zero motive to sab

raking over my unbra

sking for a ra

sixteen-hour days to build his empire, and keeping our relationship in the dark--all of it m

d her lips into a smug smile and mou

rning sourness at the back of my nose down into my chest.

ssion. He adjusted his silver cufflinks

need to discuss how to

turned and guided Kelsie thr

ked down at the dried blood on the back of