Fake Marriage, Real Baby

egina

d, his warm smile putting me at ease. "I'm exci

eems too good to be true. He was a young man in his late twenties. Six foot two, dark hair, perfect j

ele,” his lips curled into a smile,

rowed, “How

i-Muse, we try our best to be up to d

ase. That smile was so familiar, like I had see it before. I adjus

with different vibrant fabric samples and elegant design

lush leather chair behind it, where Luca Grande was seated. The floo

fect. Luca Grande

rk includes assisting me in designing new collec

he paper and pen on

d. You’re also going to help in resear

y desk, in the planning department. A woman with neat bob and pal

black slacks. She looked up at me, h

aid, lowering mys

fingers together, then rested her chin on the han

. A few minutes later was lunch break and I found mys

he phone after

, m

anything on Ryder Steele so far?”

ut I didn’t call you to talk about

hope it doesn’t affect our our plan. Listen to whatever Ryder says. You h

in my chest, “So I have to let him cont

an control your life. Just do whatever, Regina! We need him on our side. W

y head throbb

today. He would probably say “I’m so proud of you Reg, you took after me,” Then he would insist we

it was. It was a text in the office team group. Barbara had added

rate Mrs Regina Flynn joining the company. A

*

would be going to. Since I didn’t have a car of my o

le. I sat at the far end of the table, and as dinner progressed, I cou

hen a senior team member poured me a dr

same polite smile from me. I was trying to get on their g

what was happening. My vision blur