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The Pretend Heiress And The Billionaire

Chapter 2 Seven Months Earlier

Word Count: 1141    |    Released on: 29/09/2024

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ouldn't return to sleep-the nightmares had chased away any hope of rest by 1:00 a.m. My chest tightened

eir songs somehow cheerful against the urban landscape, where three st

d to just any office-I was headed to a place that

was in a rush by t

like frantic worker bees, their fa

ies were due to arrive. By 4:00 p.m, the biggest deal Mr. Hargrove's twe

k, her fingers flying across he

rcing a smile despite the w

s ever, a brief relief from the pres

in response. "On my second one alr

though mine was tinged

at Max from IT, who was hunched over

ing that laptop issue

g up. "Just don't spill c

I made my way into the elev

t today

shoulders, and knocked. His usual gruff greeting followed without

grumbled, b

ul as possible, I replied,

on. What meetings do I have today?" His voice

have a 2:00 p.m lunch meeting with Mrs Gra

could feel the intensity behind his gaze. "These are

ge to roll my eyes and g

this point-my default resp

ch folder, each pen placed with precision. Reviewing the checklist for the la

polished shoes, carried an air of authority. Power radiated off them in waves, and for a moment, I f

per

rrupted my thoughts, "Sie

ributed them. But as I bent down beside Marcus Grayson, the middle-aged man

ha

insistent, creeping upward. My pulse qu

t happ

urther, I spun around and caught his hand in

hallenging, mocking. His other hand mo

ore I could think. The slap echoed

e with shock and rage, his han

ef twisting his features, "W

my voice trembling and anger qu

er me, his eyes burning with indignation. "Touched yo

ce deepened as the room remained dea

e others for validation. "She's just a pretty face with nothing else to offe

Mr. Hargrove's booming

ou've embarrassed this company enough.

defend myself, but

Get your thin

Just li

room, seeking consolation or support. But every man in the r

his suit, victorious

let them se

didn't sting nearly as much as the humiliation. Tears quickly fi

re, no

gathering all my belongings, I made my way outside, not

around me seemed to blur into the background u

ing, I glanced at the scree

at my gut, urgi

oice came out

" a calm but fi

spea

spital. You need to come

es lost as I gripped the

alling me urgently could

am

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