Caroline’s POV:The next morning I sat up in my bed with a yawn and a stretch. I was initially reluctant to go downstairs and face William, but I was swiftly reminded that it was the first day of my new job. A smile spread across my face and I quickly left my bed to get dressed.When I came downstai
Caroline’s POV:Nowadays, people only know me as the ex-wife of a billionaire. My name was completely forgotten outside of the occasional tabloid suffering from a slow news day. Yet, there was once a time where my name had been spoken fondly of by some of the more renown names in the fashion industr
William’s POV:A luxury car was waiting for me just outside of the villa, with my personal chauffeur patiently standing just outside the door. He looked up at me as I approached and gave me a respectful nod. “Good morning, Mr. Anderson. I have arranged for my brother to pick up Miss Caroline after
Caroline’s POV:On the way to the main building where I was to start my very first day of work, my driver suddenly received a call. The surprised “Mr. Anderson” he gave right away revealed that it was William. What could he be calling my driver about? He wasn’t going to ask him to turn around and s
Caroline’s POV:There was a strange tension in the air that I was struggling to decipher. Once again, I was left in complete fog, confused and left to grapple around for an explanation that may never come. Here I was with William and this strange older woman, the former who was brimming with tensio
Caroline’s POV:The whole interaction with Mrs. Lambert was bizarre, but if her aim was to intimidate me, she had failed in her mission. I was sure that she must be someone powerful and with plenty of influence, otherwise William would not be behaving so strangely around her. William was not a man
Caroline’s POV:Despite the gravity James and William treated it with, I wasn’t at all frightened by the threatening photo. If anything, I was more curious as to who I had offended lately. I hadn’t even been allowed to travel anywhere on my own or meet new people. Who would hate me so much that the
Caroline’s POV:While I didn’t care about the judgemental gazes and thoughts of the assistants, it was Jean’s critical stare that made me nervous. I really respected and admired her, so if she dismissed and reprimanded me for stepping out of line, I was sure I would die of humiliation.The longer th