FORCED TO MARRY MY UGLY MAID

despite the protests of the security guards who demanded she leave the premises. Sh

stice she had suffered at the hands of Kyle Fields. She couldn't stand idly by while he continued to wield his pow

n her, Deanna refused to budge, her voice ringing out li

r words echoing off the marble walls of the gra

ing as they attempted to usher her away from the building. Deanna, however, stood her ground, her gaze

ing a striking silhouette against the backdrop of the grand entrance hall. Deanna watched as he

old and authoritative as he addressed the security

in the face of Kyle's commanding presence. But Deanna remain

ity team, his voice laced with annoyance

ke up tentatively. "She claims to be here to see you, sir," he explai

ing with each passing moment. He had no time for frivolous distracti

ing thin. "Bring her to my office. Let's see wha

s widening in awe at the opulence that surrounded her. But her awe quickly turned to anger as

dripping with contempt. "The man who thinks he

ent evident in the glint of his eyes. "And who, pray tell, are you?" he a

ance. "And I'm here to demand answers from you, Mr. Fields. A

he took in her bold demeanor. He hadn't expected to encounter such resistance from an unkno

yle asked, his tone clipped and dismiss

she launched into an impassioned plea on behalf of her friend. She told him everything—about

y," Deanna concluded, her voice trembling with emotion. "What

tions leveled against him. He hadn't anticipated such a confrontation when he arrived at work th

he significance of Deanna's words. Edith—the maid's daughter he had forced into an unwante

everything f

with amusement as he regarded Deanna with newfound intere

met his gaze with steely determination. "It's not a little arrangement," she spat, her voice laced wit

e of amusement and disdain. "I'm afraid you're mistaken, Miss Parker," he replied smoothly, his tone dripping with condescensi

clenched with rage as she struggled to contain her anger. "You're a monster," she hissed, her

're entitled to your opinion, Miss Parker," he replied casually, his tone dismissive. "But I'm afraid

g their tense standoff. With a curt nod, he dismissed Deanna from his office

dread at the sound of Kyle's voice on the other end of the line. His demand that she report t

y the impending confrontation with Kyle. She barely had time to catch her breath before

lve, for when she arrived at the company, she found herself faced with

each Kyle's office overriding her exhaustion and frustration. And so, she climbed flight a

he struggled to catch her breath. But when she entered the room, she was met with a sight that took her breath

y

hock and disbelief. She had expected to see Kyle, of course, but she hadn

well on the past, for Kyle's voice cut through the sil

d, his voice cold and indiff

s lounge area, her heart heavy with dread as she prepared to