Following the outburst of the two men, the family resolved to send Damian to his final resting place.It was a solemn ceremony, and Kamilla realized how important her father was to the Petrovs. She watches Samael Petrov cry while holding her father's cold hand. Everyone shared in his grief, and even the Patriarch was not ashamed of the tears that streamed from his eyes. At that point, she realized she was not alone in her grief. People she thought were powerful enough to be immune to grief are now crying for her father's death. This is the Petrovs' other side, which the world is unaware of. She was glad she had the opportunity to witness it. "Let your soul rest, brother. I have avenged your death. They have already paid for the lives we lost that day, particularly yours. Now, I can bring you to your final rest without any shame." Samael clenched his teeth with each word, creating a peculiar grimness in the air. After hearing Samael Petrov's forbidding words, a chill ran down her s
"Ella, let us have lunch," says one of her colleagues, Michael, who stands beside her working table and quietly observes her intricate way of mixing formulas.It has been weeks since she began working, and she is gradually making friends. She was warmly welcomed and eventually joined an excellent team. Despite her close association with the Petrovs, no one was aware of it. Hence, her interaction with Doctor Lia remained professional, and she was treated in the same manner as the other employees. "I will catch up," she whispered, still focused on what she was doing. "We will wait for you at the locker," Michael offered before turning away. Despite being the last person to take a break, her team is constantly waiting for her. "I hate it when someone is waiting for me," she cussed, unsure whether Michael heard her. "We will be waiting for you. You will forget to eat again if we leave you," Michael argued, not turning around to face her. Her new friends would always insist on waiti
Kamilla and Samuel's meeting that day did not end in the hallway. The announcement of Petrov's visit interrupted the quiet afternoon. Through the glass wall, she can not help but be unsettled as she watches the entrance of the intimidating Petrov entourage, along with some associates. Her gaze was fixed at Samuel who looked seriously imposing while listening to Director Lee beside him. Contrary to her previous stern demeanor, the woman appeared amicable with a gracious smile on her face. Well, having a Petrov's attention will definitely put a smile on someone's face. With Samuel and Stephen Petrov listening to her, she surely is making a statement. "Director Lee is always trying so hard when Sir Samuel pays a visit." Jean's soft voice breaks the silence of the laboratory as they conduct a serious experiment at their respective workstations. Despite the fact that there is an interesting spectacle outside, they are unable to simply stop and openly chat. Not because they
Kamilla arrived at the penthouse shortly before midnight, as she did on most nights. Her steps are deliberate and heavy. Anyway, she is not looking forward to the empty space that awaits her. All the staff would leave after they are done cleaning and prepare her needs for the night. Also, because she is at work all day, the Chef would only come to prepare her breakfast. She is so exhausted that she has to drag her feet to the door. After mumbling a thank you to the security who opened the heavy door for her, she quickly entered. But her steps came to a halt when she saw the figure on the couch. With his grim expression and the robe he was wearing, he appeared to have been waiting for a long time. Their gazes met and for a moment they simply stared at each other. It took some time for her to slowly make her way towards the receiving area while keeping her gaze fixed on him. "Welcome home, Mr. Petrov," she muttered as she took a seat across from him. For a while, there was silence
"I prefer my coffee, black" Samuel seriously muttered.Director Lee looked at him, perplexed, while holding the neatly arranged cream packets inside the fancy container. Today marks the second day of Samuel and Stephen Petrov's visit to Petrov Pharmaceuticals. Director Lee, along with some executives, personally assisted the two men in the laboratory, as she did yesterday. To impress Samuel Petrov, she brought him an expensive creamer for his coffee. But what he said now had her perplexed. Several pairs of eyes are drawn to the table, where Director Lee is staring at Samuel Petrov with confusion. It is breaktime, and the common room is packed. "But, yesterday... Ahm... You went looking for creamer," she reminded him with an awkward smile. She waited for his response but received none. Samuel continued reading, ignoring her and her expensive offering. While Director Lee was left in a state of confusion, Kamilla and her team observed the spectacle. She, too, was confused. Samuel
"Director Lee was hospitalized. She is being closely monitored, but she is stable. Kyriz meets Kamilla in the lobby, and they walk together to the elevator.Kamilla simply nodded without saying anything. They have joined the crowd of employees waiting for the elevator in the early morning.Aside from Kyriz, everyone is discussing the incident from yesterday. They are still trying to figure out what happened with the director."It was so sudden""She might have endured it for a long time""She would be in the hospital for at least one week. Her doctor discovered an abnormality in her brain.""Pity for Director Lee."Kamilla could hear the hushed murmurs but showed no interest. Petrov Pharmaceuticals spent the first few hours of their day discussing Director Lee. However, unlike everyone else, she did not join the uproar. She became so preoccupied with work that she did not realize it was already lunchtime. Jean, as usual, pulled her out of her workstation, and the four of them will e
Kamilla entered the massive door and found Samuel behind his desk. More than his commanding presence, she was drawn to the delectable aroma that pervaded the entire office. "I have an early appointment with Vasili this morning. It is still too early to wake you up for breakfast," he stands up and walks casually towards the conference table, his hands in his pockets. Kamilla watches him in silence, and while she was disappointed not to see him at breakfast this morning, his explanation surprised her. "We finished ahead of schedule," he said, stopping a few feet from the table. "Chef Anton made lunch," he gestured to the table, and she realized the table was set with a feast. She looked at the mouthwatering gourmet dishes, which must taste divine. Her stomach even growled with excitement. Despite the temptation to devour the delectable feast, she returned her inscrutable gaze to him. "Then eat well, Mr. Petrov," she said politely, meeting his intent gaze. "I will not keep you fr
Samuel's eyes widened in horror as Kamilla entered his room in a skimpy black lace nightgown. She strutted into his room barefoot and miserably dressed. Needless to say, the delicately thin fabric did not conceal anything beneath. Worse, she is not wearing anything underneath. He could see the perfect curve of her body and all of her treasures, teasing his imagination to dangerous heights. "Shit," he exhales deeply and massages his temple. He suddenly got a headache."Let us sleep, Mr. Petrov," she said, smiling excitedly. However, unlike her, he is dreading going to bed. "You just sleep, Kamilla. I have to finish this" he sounded commanding despite struggling to calm his tumultuous heart.He has already finished his work and shut down his laptop. However, due to her outfit, he must turn it back on. "Can it wait until tomorrow? "It is late," she says, pouting as she walks towards him. She folded her arms against her chest and waited for him. However, he could not bear to look at