The Billionaire's Silent Rose

on's

hovered over me and would not go away. With the shredded job ad still in my

er my breath, I whispered. "Who

his true intention? Why me? However, the eviction notice that was a

via the slick glass doors, my hands were sweating. My heart was beating so l

were unblinking and steady. He motioned fo

y. "Why me? I blurted. "Why would you cho

chair. In addition to being clever and resourceful, you have noth

myself to go on. "You're not giving me

l make me appear more responsible to our shareholders. Without

ification. Though my judgment was impaired by urg

eventually said, scarcely rai

His clipped tone revealed a man unuse

pletely different attitude. Although his dapper clothes and effortless grin w

mockingly kind tone. Maxwell Harringto

ves, I nervously said

word of caution: avoid becoming involved in fami

aid. I defended myself by say

a gloomy laugh. You don't want to associate with him or t

h more questions than answers. Why was Maxwell

and said, "Tonight is a formal busi

. "I have nothing

en taken care of." "Be pr

my flat. Feeling uncomfortable in my flesh, I put it on. Thoma

t hotel ballroom where the dinner was hosted. Thomas's constant prese

e, he said, "Stay b

I almost fell on my way to the bathroom, spilt water on a

tioned if I was suitable for Thomas. "Thomas trusts me, even though I'

uiet, and Thomas smiled at me wit

m argue with an elderly guy later. Thomas said

uy said, "Then you'd better

ract back in his office. I quickly read

scussed fines and said, "This

owe me $5 million if you are unable to per

That type of mon

stated plainly, with

s more than a marriage or even a profession. The o

n signing? His gaze was fi

page, I paused. This choice w

g breath be

xpression darkened as he looked at the screen. H