Fiona’s POVA few days pass and we all settle into a sort of routine. A routine that mostly comprises of me trying to get Patricia’s nod of approval and her casually dismissing me any chance she gets.I am almost reaching the height of frustration, when, one day Patricia calls for an urgent meeting
Fiona’s POVFor a moment, I just sit there, stunned.My mind races with the possibilities as I clutch the document in my hands.Could Patricia really mean what I think she did …Without thinking, I jump up and run after her. I catch sight of her entering the lift and frantically press the button, ju
Richards looks at me, sadness glittering in his wise eyes but when he speaks, his voice is firm. “No Fiona. No matter what, I can’t give Jeremy that formula.”I take a deep breath, trying not to cry.“B-but,” I plead, my worry for him making my voice tremble. “I’m scared for you. I can’t bear the t
Third POVJeremy sits at his desk, the phone in his hand feeling heavier with each passing second. His newly acquired office that he wrangled from Fiona’s father should provide him with a sense of power and control.Instead, it's a cage, each call from the public relations department tightening the
"Hey, how's it going?" he asks, leaning against the doorframe."Hey," I reply, taking a moment to just look at him."It's going... It's just hard to nail down everything."He walks over and sits beside me, glancing at the array of ingredients and sketches on my desk."Want to talk about it?" He ask
Fiona’s POVI blow out a deep breath as I take in Ryan Sterling’s office. It’s a sleek and polished room decorated with expensive furniture and portraits of Ryan’s face. To the side, is another room, with its door closed.Ryan sits on a deep red chair with his feet on top of the desk before him. He
“That would be Mrs. Lancaster to you. Now, sign this shit.” With that, he unceremoniously throws the contract towards Ryan who captures it with a devious smile.“Okay, okay - someone is growly.” He throws a mischievous wink my way before walking towards the open door.“Colin, follow him will you? Se
Fiona’s POVAs I walk towards the car to go home, knowing that Micah will come separately, my phone rings.As I look at the number, hope and excitement build in my stomach.Ever since I can remember, I have had a necklace that I always wore. It was the only thing remaining of my mother. Unfortunatel