BOARDROOM TO BEDROOM
a's
to say to me" I sai
night Miss Bennett," He said in a
y to tell him how I feel about him. " Goodn
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t in the dim glow of his computer screen, his
oven, each thread carefully crafted to bring about the downfal
r Alex and his company, a burning resentment that un
charming, and successful businessman, but beneath th
elp but dwell on the events that had shaped h
mpire, Gabriel had always felt like a stranger, o
e flames of Gabriel's hatred. He felt cast aside and left to fend for himself, Gabriel had vowed to reclaim w
empire from the ground up till this moment, using every oppor
edia, Gabriel had employed every tactic at his
rie
my plans running through my head, a sinist
, and I would rise from the ashes to claim my right
soft knock at the door. With a wave of my hand, I motioned for the
clutched tightly in her hands. Her eyes flickers can be seen with a
're good " I greeted, my voice smooth a
, her voice barely above a whisper. "I have the latest intel on Alex Sinclair an
y smile as he flipped through the contents. "Ha ah ah ah, Excellent work, Miranda," I praised he
k you, Mr. Smith," she replied, her voice steadier now. "I wou
mind raced with plans for the information she had provided. And I dismiss her with a w
ing, sir, nothing new,"
" I said in a c
t Alex Sinclair. With each piece of information gained from my spy with
know that I'm his stepbrothe
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n, loyalty, and a personal vendetta that runs
randa harbored her secret agenda, a burning desire fo
ed for success and recognition. But her ambitions had been cut short by no
as the perfect opportunity to exact her brand of justice. By aligning herself with Gabriel, Miranda hope
oyalties. Deep down, she still held a shred of admiration for Alex and the
and
g is that my motivations are far more complex than he could ever imagine. I could go as far as to b
resting, as the web of deceit continues to unravel, Gabriel would soon discover that the true threa
an be wicked but women put more effort in wi