Meredith led Isabelle into an empty meeting room, closing the door behind them. She turned to face Isa, concern etched on her face."Are you okay?" Meredith asked, her voice gentle but firm.Isabelle nodded quickly. "Yeah, I'm fine."Meredith crossed her arms. "Isa, don’t give me that. You were just publicly attacked by your own sister. Everyone saw it. And on top of that, there’s this scandal going around. What happened this morning? Is your relationship with Ethan actually true?"Isabelle’s eyes widened. "Of course not! Ethan is just a close friend. There’s nothing romantic between us."Meredith sighed. "Then why did those pictures circulate? And why is it targeting you in such a bad way?"Isabelle clenched her fists. She had her suspicions, but she couldn’t voice them just yet. "I don’t know. It must be someone who hates me. I'll fix this some way. I know I've caused unrest to the company and might have gotten in the way of work and I'm sorry."Meredith studied her carefully before
Isabelle stepped into the house, her heels clicking softly against the marble floor. The air was thick with tension as Liam stood near the dining table, arms crossed, his sharp gaze fixed on her.“Where have you been?” His voice was calm, but there was an edge to it.Isa hesitated for a moment before answering, “At the company, working late.”Liam sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Isa, you know I asked you to tell me everything that's going on with you. I know you met with Laura.”Her breath hitched. “W-What? How did you know that?”“I followed you, after what happened this morning with the company website and Estella's sudden visit, I knew something was up and I knew whoever was behind it would surely call you.” he admitted, his gaze unwavering. “I saw you at the café, sitting across from Laura. So, I’ll ask another question... What does Laura want with you, why did she call you and what did you discuss?”Isa’s throat felt dry. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came
Laura lounged on her plush leather couch, a glass of wine in hand, staring at the fireplace intensely. The temporary suspension from Anderson Corp had left her feeling restless, but she wouldn’t let it show. This was only a setback, not the end.A knock on the door disrupted her thoughts.Frowning, she set the glass down and strode toward the door, opening it to find Frank standing there, impeccably dressed as usual."Frank?" she said, masking her surprise. "What brings you here?"Frank offered a polite smile. "I have something for you."Laura studied him for a second before stepping aside. "Come in."He entered, his eyes scanning the opulent living room before settling on her. "Nice place. Must be relaxing, having all this free time."Laura gave a tight smile, walking past him to pour another glass of wine. "Yes, well, I wouldn’t call it ‘relaxing.’ Being away from the office is hardly a vacation." She took a slow sip. "But I manage."Frank chuckled. "That’s one way to put it. Though
The Anderson Corporation’s 5th Anniversary Gala was the most anticipated event of the year, a night where business elites, employees, and notable personalities gathered under one roof to celebrate the company’s successes. The venue—an opulent ballroom with crystal chandeliers, golden drapery, and a grand stage—was filled with murmurs of excitement. Every detail, from the live orchestra to the gourmet cuisine, reflected the prestige of the Anderson Corporation's name.Laura stepped out of her car, her deep-red satin dress hugging her frame perfectly. Her eyes scanned the lavish setting as she adjusted her clutch, confidence radiating from her. But she hadn’t expected to see Estella of all people.Estella, wearing an emerald-green dress with a plunging neckline, turned just in time to see Laura approaching the entrance. Their eyes met, both equally surprised."You?" Estella scoffed, stepping forward. "What are you doing here?""I could ask you the same thing," Laura replied, raising a b
The air in the grand hall was thick with tension. Liam’s words still echoed in the minds of the attendees."Let me introduce my wife—Isabelle Rivers."For a moment, there was nothing but silence. Then, murmurs erupted across the hall, whispers spreading like wildfire. The employees of Anderson Corp exchanged stunned glances, their expressions ranging from shock to disbelief.Laura and Estella sat frozen at their table, their gazes locked in mutual confusion. Neither of them had expected this. They had been working together, plotting against Isabelle, but neither had informed the other about attending the anniversary. Now, both were caught off guard, their plans unraveling before their eyes."You knew about this?" Estella hissed under her breath, gripping the stem of her wine glass tightly.Laura’s nails dug into her palm. "Of course not." Her voice was low, controlled, but beneath it was pure rage. Her entire plan—ruined. Isabelle had gone ahead and announced it herself, seizing contr
Isabelle woke up to the soft glow of morning light filtering through the curtains, casting warm patterns across the room. She stretched slightly, feeling the comforting weight of Liam's arm draped over her waist. He was still asleep, his breathing steady and relaxed. For a moment, she just watched him, the reality of their situation sinking in. The entire company knew now—there was no going back.With a quiet sigh, she gently removed his arm and slid out of bed. She had work to get to, and after last night’s revelation, she wasn’t sure how today would go. Would people treat her differently? Would they whisper behind her back? She shook her head, pushing those thoughts away as she headed to the bathroom to get ready.By the time she stepped out, fully dressed for work in a fitted cream blouse and navy-blue skirt, Liam was awake, propped up against the headboard watching her.“You’re up early,” he noted, his voice still husky from sleep.“I have work,” she reminded him as she fastened h
The sound of glass shattering against the wall echoed through the dimly lit apartment. Laura stood in the center of the living room, breathing heavily, her fingers clenched into fists. Her laptop screen displayed multiple news articles—each one filled with headlines about Liam Anderson publicly announcing Isabelle as his wife.“Lucky PR Employee Is Married To Billionaire CEO!”“Liam Anderson’s Secret Marriage: The Woman Who Stole His Heart!”Her blood boiled as she scrolled through the comments, reading the ridiculous praises people were throwing at Isabelle. Some called her “smart” and “hardworking.” Others even said Liam was “lucky” to have her.“Lucky?” Laura scoffed, voice dripping with venom. “That little witch is anything but lucky.”Her own life was falling apart, and yet Isabelle was thriving. Laura had lost everything—her position at Anderson Corporation, her reputation, and worst of all, her power. All because of that woman.A sharp knock on the door pulled her from her thou
The morning air was crisp as Ethan and Isabelle made their way out of Anderson Corp’s towering building. The partnership with Anderson Corporation had been a defining experience for both of them, but now, it was time to return—at least temporarily—for their next big challenge.Meredith, standing at the entrance, folded her arms and exhaled dramatically. “So, you two are just leaving me like this?” she teased, shaking her head in mock disappointment.Ethan chuckled. “It’s not like we’re disappearing forever, Meredith.”“You’d better not,” she huffed. “PR Horizon may be your home company, but remember who gave you an office with the best view in Anderson Corp.”Isabelle smirked. “Don’t worry. We’ll be back before you know it. Just make sure to keep our desks dust-free.”Meredith sighed, then grew serious. “I’m really going to miss having you two around, though. You’d better nail this project so well that people are throwing awards and accolades at you.”Ethan placed a hand over his hear
Isabelle stepped into Polaris Tech that morning, knowing it would be her last. A strange sense of relief mixed with an unsettling weight sat in her chest. She had counted the days until this moment, yet now that it was here, she couldn’t shake the feeling that something was unfinished.Shaking the thought away, she made her way to her office for the final time. Her desk, once covered in reports and proposals, was now nearly empty. Only her laptop remained, along with a printed report detailing all she had accomplished during her stay at Polaris Tech. It was a summary of her work, her last official duty before walking away.She read through it one last time, ensuring everything was in order. The university partnerships, the PR strategies, the crisis management—all laid out for Marcus to see. Proof that she had done her job and was ready to leave.With a satisfied nod, she sent the digital copy to his email and placed the printed version in a folder. Then, she took a deep breath and sto
The city lights flickered past in a blur as Frank maneuvered the car through the streets. The atmosphere inside the vehicle was tense, filled only with the steady hum of the engine and the faint tapping of Liam’s fingers against his iPad. His gaze was locked onto the screen, scanning through endless articles, reports, and anything remotely connected to the name Marcus Carter.Frank, who had been watching his boss out of the corner of his eye, finally spoke. “Alright, boss, where exactly are we headed?”Liam didn’t respond immediately. His brows furrowed deeper as he scrolled, his jaw tightening.Frank sighed. “And what are you looking at so damn intensely? I swear, you’ve been at it since we left the office. Did we get a project that I don't know about?”Liam let out a slow breath, lowering the device slightly. “I’m going through everything online that has Marcus Carter’s name on it.”Frank frowned. “Marcus Carter?” He repeated the name, searching his memory. “Can’t say it rings a bel
The drive to Westford University was tense. Isabelle gripped the steering wheel firmly, her mind racing through possible ways to handle the situation. Next to her, Selena sat with her arms crossed, tapping her nails against her knee impatiently.“I still don’t see why we have to be nice about this,” Selena muttered, shifting in her seat.Isabelle sighed, keeping her eyes on the road. “Because we need them to trust us. If we go in there guns blazing, they’ll only become more defensive.”Selena scoffed. “That’s assuming they deserve any respect after what they pulled. They didn’t just reject our partnership—they publicly trashed Polaris Tech. If they had doubts, they could’ve kept it internal.”Isabelle nodded. “I agree. What they did was irresponsible. But think about it—did they say anything false?”Selena frowned. “Well—no, but—”“They didn’t outright lie,” Isabelle continued. “They didn’t fabricate anything. They just repeated what they thought was true. And whether we like it or no
By the time Isabelle finally walked through the doors of the house, exhaustion weighed down on her shoulders. The day had been long—Crestview’s success, Westford’s betrayal, and the revelation that Laura and Estella were behind the attack on Polaris Tech.And worse, the growing suspicion that Marcus had been orchestrating this entire thing from the start.She barely had time to gather her thoughts before she heard the deep, familiar voice from across the living room.“You’re late. Again, Isabelle.”She looked up to see Liam standing by the bar, sleeves rolled up, tie loosened, and a glass of whiskey in his hand. His piercing blue eyes locked onto hers, sharp and unreadable.Isabelle sighed, setting her bag down by the couch. “I know. I'm sorry.”Liam placed his glass down and crossed the room in three long strides. Before she could react, he cupped her face, tilting her chin up so she had no choice but to meet his gaze.“Are you alright?” His voice was low, laced with concern.She swa
The next morning, Isabelle and Selena sat in Isabelle’s office, scanning an email from Professor Langston.Crestview University had officially agreed to host the Polaris AI demonstration next week.Selena grinned as she leaned back in her chair. “We finally got a big one. This could set off a domino effect for other universities.”Isabelle nodded, feeling a rare sense of accomplishment. “If Crestview endorses us, others will follow.”But before they could fully celebrate, another email arrived—one that wiped the smiles off their faces.Westford University, another top university on their list that they visited and pitched their ideas too had rejected their proposal outright. Worse, they had publicly warned students against using Polaris AI, citing “concerns over long-term data privacy.”Selena’s expression darkened as she slammed her hand onto Isabelle’s desk. “This is bad. If one university publicly doubts us, others will hesitate too.”Isabelle scanned the content of the email showi
Isabelle arrived at Polaris Tech that morning, fully prepared for a long day. The student discount marketing plan was in motion, and she had no room for mistakes. The moment she stepped into her office, a member of the PR team handed her a thick folder filled with reports and updates. She barely had time to flip through it before her phone buzzed with a meeting reminder.Taking a deep breath, she headed toward the conference room. Inside, the marketing and PR teams were already gathered, with Marcus seated at the head of the table. Greg, the head of marketing, was going over the discount structures they had decided on—tiered percentages for students based on their courses and subscription plans.After some final adjustments, Marcus turned to Isabelle and Selena. "Your job is to make sure students actually know about this. Partnerships, ads, outreach—whatever it takes."Selena crossed her arms. "Universities would be the best way to go. If we get academic institutions to endorse Polari
Isabelle took a deep breath before stepping out of her office. It was time for the meeting with the marketing team, and she had already put together a few ideas on how to boost Polaris AI’s public image. As she made her way toward the meeting room, she spotted Selena walking ahead of her, her posture stiff, her steps quick and purposeful."Selena," Isa called out.Selena didn’t stop.Isa frowned but quickened her pace until she caught up and gently grabbed Selena’s arm. The woman turned sharply, her eyes flashing with irritation."What do you want?" Selena asked coldly.Isa let go of her arm and met her gaze with calm confidence. "Look, I know you don’t like me here. You think I’m here to take your position, but you don’t have to worry about that. I have no intention of staying in Polaris Tech permanently."Selena’s expression didn’t change, but there was a flicker of curiosity in her eyes."I’ll be gone in three weeks," Isa continued, her voice steady. "I was brought in temporarily,
The towering glass building of Polaris Technologies loomed before Isabelle as she stepped out of the car. The sleek, modern exterior was almost like Anderson Corp’s, yet there was no sense of familiarity—this wasn’t her first time here. But today, everything was different. Today, she was not a visitor or a negotiator. She was an employee. Even if temporary.With a deep breath, she adjusted her blouse and made her way through the entrance. The moment she stepped inside, the air changed. Whispers rippled through the lobby like a wave, eyes discreetly flicking in her direction. Some employees murmured with excitement, others with skepticism."So that’s Isabelle Rivers? Liam Anderson's wife?""I heard she’s brilliant.""I heard she played a big role in the security breach scandal. She even held a press conference. What’s she doing here?"" Has she been hired permanently by Mr Carter?"Isabelle kept her head high, ignoring the murmurs as she reached the reception desk. The receptionist, a
Isabelle stood in front of the mirror, absently gathering her hair to tie it up. But the moment she lifted it, she froze.Hickeys.Deep, reddish-purple bruises littered the pale skin of her neck and collarbone, evidence of last night’s passion. She inhaled sharply, her fingers grazing over them.Her cheeks flushed.She should be annoyed—it was inconvenient to go around with these marks. But instead, a small, traitorous smile tugged at her lips.Liam was insatiable.She bit her lower lip, caught between amusement and frustration. There was no way she could wear her hair up today.Behind her, the door to the walk-in closet opened, and Liam stepped out, dressed in a sharp navy-blue suit. His hair was neatly styled, and he was adjusting his tie with practiced ease. The sight of him, so effortlessly put together, made last night’s memory even more vivid.Liam glanced at her reflection in the mirror and smirked. “What’s got you so happy this early in the morning?”Isa snapped out of her daze