Mr Billionaire's Accidental Heiress

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read. Now, as I sit at my desk, fingers hovering over the keyboard, I replay everything he said to me yesterday, his words still fresh in my mind. He hadn't fired me fo

gn, and Ms. Cartwright assigned me to help plan a media pitch meeting with his execu

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of Green & Associates' top PR managers. She's sharp, elegant, and utterly intimida

a report (a small one, honestly), and she'd torn into me so thoroughly I'd considered walking out and never looking back. Since then,

out of my thoughts. I look up to see her approaching

can feel my heart pounding. She stops in front

he asks, her tone clipped. She says his name with a

s. Ms. Cartwright assigned me to assist

t me make one thing clear. Bennett Industries is one of our top potential clients, and I don't int

w she's referring to my history of small blunders, but h

g less than perfection from you. Every detail, every pitch needs to be flaw

ough bosses before, but Vivian Chase takes it to another level. I take a deep breath, trying to gather myself. Th

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m professionalism from Ms. Cartwright's team-except for one person. Vivian Chase, their hea

ian's insistence on cutting corners to meet a deadline. I'd called her out on it-firmly but professionally-and ever si

I wonder if she's coming, the door opens, and there she is, clutching a notebook, looking as fresh and earnest as ever. Our eye

"Mr. Bennett, we've prepared a few strategies to present to your team, focusing on both digital and print media. But b

pointed look she directs at Sophia. Sophia, to her credit, nods alon

ember of this team to maintain a strict level of professi

veness stirring. I know she's referencing yesterday's minor interr

aps you'd like to share your ideas on how to

e steady. "I've put together a list of key publications and influencers who have strong followings in the tech and home security space. I

t's very... standard. We need something groundbreaking, Ms

partner with a few high-profile tech bloggers and run a live product demonstration.

ly, her expression thoughtful. "That's a bit more creative, at least. But let's n

e too tightly. It's clear Vivian's words have hit a nerve, and I don't blame her. I've worked with enough

suggestion has potential. A live demonstration would set

lances my way. Vivian, on the other hand, gives me a t

s what you prefer, we can explore that option. Ms. Gre

ust slightly. "Yes, absolutely. I'l

sharpens. "L

the room. Every time Sophia speaks, Vivian's eyes narrow just slightly, her tone turning cold, and I can tell i

oesn't reach her eyes. "Thank you for your time, Mr. Be

ply, my tone polite but d

ance over at Sophia, who's still sitting ther

tention. She looks up, her eyes wide,

ay, offering a small smil

you, Mr. Bennett. I wasn't sure if...

sure her. "And it

ightly, and she nod

s in the face of Vivian's ice-cold authority. For some reason, it feels good to be

giving her one last smile be

e, I catc

ination. And I can't help but wonder if working with Sophia Green m