“What the…!” Isaac growled, causing his driver's face to appear over the back of the seat.“I’m sorry, sir. A cat appeared out of nowhere in the direction of the car and I had to brake to try not to hit it…”“A cat?” Millicent gasped “And is it okay?”“I… I don’t know…” the man swallowed hard “Nothing seemed to hit the car’s wheel, but…”“That’s fine…” Isaac huffed, irritated “Just make sure you pay more attention to the road next time…”“What? But… We should stop and check if the cat is okay.” Millicent interrupted him “If he was hit, he needs to be taken to a vet…”“We are close to where several roads meet. If it has run away, it will be impossible to find it.” he replied and, in his tone, Millicent heard no disdain or cruelty. Just… Practicality. However, she still shrugged her shoulders in annoyance.“Of course, you don’t have to worry about it. Thanks for the ride. I’m going to look for the kitten and I can go home in my own car, after that.” She said goodbye politely, but just a
A business group of the Bianchi's magnitude had meetings taking place and important decisions being made all the time, every day. However, Millicent was starting to realize that when it came to Isaac, people tended to overreact for some reason.“They seem pretty sure that Austin is going to lose his managerial post today.” Cassidy commented, as if she had read her mind, as the two watched the movement of all the employees in that sector who looked more like ants preparing for the entrance of their queen “I bet they just don't want to lose their seats to watch this from the box.”“I wish it were that easy, but the decision to choose Austin was made in conjunction with all the other investors and executives.” Millicent sighed “Even though Isaac is the main investor, he can't just go against everything and everyone without a plausible reason. Besides, there are already enough rumors spreading about why my father chose him.” “Are you talking about this shit about everyone thinking you guy
Millicent was… Totally shocked.Hours had passed since Isaac had named her as his representative and one of the company's top supervisors, but she still couldn't believe it had actually happened. She certainly had long wanted to take an opportunity to prove her worth, but… Well, the comment that there were people more qualified than her was not a lie. She had never been more than an intern or junior executive at the company. The most she had ever done was elaborate on every project Austin had ever presented as his, including the one he had stolen.Just thinking about it made her grit her teeth. Damn, had she been that stupid? What exactly had stopped her from realizing he always left the hard work to her and just took the credit? However, there was one question that was much more important than all the others: was she really capable of doing a good job? Or was that too much and she would only end up humiliating herself?With her thoughts piercing her mind like shards of glass, Millice
“You… How could you…?” Austin looked around, almost as if he wanted to remind her they weren't alone there and there were several dozen tongues to criticize her if she disdained of the romantic moment he had created.And, on any other occasion, perhaps Millicent might even give in to the pressure of being in public, just as she had when he had proposed. However, Austin probably didn't imagine the disgust she felt whenever she had the displeasure of coming face to face with him. It was what made her sure she wouldn't say yes to him again, even if her life depended on it.“You can save all your romanticism for Jasmine. That's all I have to give you: the possibility of leaving a relationship you were in just out of obligation and being with who you really want.” Millie shrugged, turning away from him “Isn't that en
Millicent had only felt this nervous on her first day of work in that building, over a year ago. But, well, if she was fair to herself, this was indeed a new first day of work for her, now as a supervisor sent by Isaac. Gosh, her hands were as cold as a corpse's, but even so she refused to stop once again on her way or hide in some bathroom to catch her breath.This was her chance to prove her worth. She couldn't chicken out or let others realize she was the one who was most suspicious about her own abilities.Taking a deep breath, Millicent straightened her shoulders and tried not to get distracted by her own thoughts again the moment the elevator opened. She had been working on that same floor for months, but somehow, now that immensity of tables and workstations seemed new and even more intimidating than before. Especially when, the instant she approached where all her other co-workers were, their conversations ended abruptly in the same instant, as all eyes in the place turned to
The time of that meeting seemed to drag on a hundred times longer than usual. And, even though Millicent was feeling like she was swallowing lava and being burned from the inside out while everyone there paid no attention to a single word coming from her, she at least wasn't the only one feeling uncomfortable.“That’s also trash.” Laura threw another script back on the table, probably the thousandth since the meeting had started “Is that all you have to present?”“What do you think about us reviewing some details of the most promising scripts?” Austin's smile crooked even more as he tried at all costs to avoid saying that what she called trash was his best bet “I'm sure if we read it a second time and you can give us some advice, we can come up with a work worthy of your work...”“I’ll take that as a yes.” Mrs. Poulin rolled her eyes, rising from her chair “My expectations were low, but you managed to lower them even further today. If you really want to make a successful production tha
“If you want to appoint someone else more capable than me to occupy such an important position… I will understand.” Those words hung between the two of them for what seemed like an eternity and Millicent could only wait for the moment when he would agree. Who knows, he might even scold her and give her a piece of his mind about how sorry he was for entrusting her with a responsibility of that magnitude. However, all she received was silence, until he finally responded, with a tone that sounded more like a sigh than a criticism.“I thought you understood the terms of our contract. Once you have become my partner, I will not accept you going back on your word.”“What?! No, I'm not talking about our contract…” Millicent gasped, quickly turning to face him again “I'm talking about…”“Good, because I'm also not talking about your father's investment in my company.” Isaac crossed his arms, watching her in a way that made Millicent feel like she was about to take a test with a very demandin
“Here is your table, Mr. and Miss. Bianchi. I hope you like the location. We reserved this place just for you, the moment we found out you were coming to visit us.” the very attentive maître said, pulling out the chair so Millicent could sit at the table in front of the huge glass wall, overlooking the restaurant's garden.“This place was really charming.” Millicent praised, looking around at the latest venture the Bianchi Group had debuted in the city.“It’s flattering to receive these words from you, Miss. Bianchi. Thanks to Mr. Bianchi's investment, we were able to transform the small family kitchen that my grandfather started into a real restaurant. We have expectations to compete for our first Michelin star next year.” the old man said proudly “But please don't let me bore you with my chatter. Can I start by bringing you some appetizers?”“Yes. We’ll probably be ready to order by the time you get back.” Massimo said, although his attention was fully focused on Millicent even befor
Hello everyone. I'm sorry for the last two days without chapters :(As I said before, my father's health has been my priority lately and, unfortunately, he had to go to the hospital this weekend. Because of that, I've had even less time to write, but I promise that I'll use any free time I have to write and I hope that tomorrow or the next day at the latest we can have a new chapter up.Again, I'm really sorry for not being able to write many chapters and have them ready for you in advance. As soon as things calm down, I'll do my best to change that. Thank you to everyone who is still reading this story, despite all the problems I've been having lately. I hope I can continue and finish this story for you in the best way possible and soon!See you all as soon as I can!
“Hello, Miss Bianchi.” the young woman smiled and Millicent’s heart suddenly felt heavy as she realized that this was, in fact, Mrs. Greco “It is a pleasure that you agreed to come to my meeting. Please, sit down. Tea is always better when it is warm and biscuits from Mrs. Crawford, our housekeeper, are the best accompaniment.” Her smile was still gentle and motherly, although now Millie noticed that even half of her mouth had small burn keloids.Millicent had seen worse burn scars, of course. Isaac’s legs had been licked by fire and there wasn’t an inch of his skin below his knees that wasn’t marked in that way. However, Evangeline Greco’s burns were something different. The area around her eyes was completely covered in scars, but the rest of her face had irregular marks, as if the cause had not been fire, but rather something that had splashed onto her skin, like some type of liquid.“Millie, honey. It's so good to see you here. It feels like ages since we last saw each other.” Som
The last few days had been… Quite chaotic for Millicent, to say the least. And, of all the ways she thought this week could end, the last one was at a Greco party, hidden in the middle of their garden, while talking to Cassidy on the phone.“Are you sure you don’t want to talk?” she asked her best friend, for probably the hundredth time in the last three days “I know you're still mad at me for leaving you alone with Dominic after he asked you to, but… I really think you guys needed to talk. There were many years where you were hiding things from each other.” “I’m not mad at you.” Cassie snorted, her voice too surly for anyone who wasn't irritated “And stop talking to me like I'm a child incapable of accepting reality.” She hesitated for a long moment, leaving the line silent. “Now I realize that, perhaps, we both really needed to hear what the other had to say. Like… Two adults. Not two hurt children who were pretending to be adults.”“So… Did the conversation go well?” Millicent trie
“You son of a bitch!” Cassie hissed, but remained on the floor, fidgeting between cardboard boxes as if straightening her clothes, before finally standing up. “You did that on purpose!”“I told you, love. Neither of them are blind… At least not in the way you’re thinking.” Dominic snorted and, in the next instant, he too crawled out of the destroyed boxes, although he seemed far less concerned than Cassidy with looking decent, still shirtless and with the top button on his pants undone. he glared at his cousin mockingly. “So, how's your game going, Mr. Heartless? For someone who always takes whatever he wants, you seem to be acting like a shy 15 year old, don't you think? ‘It’s not a waste when it comes to you.’ Really? Have you ever thought about writing a book of poems, Shakespeare?”“Well, I'd rather be sensible and act like a shy teenager, as you say, than be treated like someone's shameful secret.” Isaac shot back, “Or do you think your sweet girlfriend brought you here because sh
“Now we just need to strap this to your wrist and… It’s done.” Millicent smiled in relief when she saw Isaac's hands now completely clean and covered in bandages “You have to change these bandages every 6 hours, okay? The skin on your wrist is kinda torn apart. It will take a few days to heal completely. Are you sure you are not feeling pain in any bones? You may have displaced something…”“I’m fine, really. I know how to identify when something in my body is out of place and, believe me, I feel great.” There was a smile on his face, but Isaac purposely seemed to be avoiding her gaze, staying focused only on his bandage “How many times have you been forced to bandage me since we met? You could be as good a nurse as your mother, you know?” “You say that because you've never seen Matteo in action. He is the true future nurse among us. Mother usually only finds out that he hurt himself by falling from somewhere when his injuries are almost healed.” She tried to keep the mood as mild as
“Unhand me, you bitch!” Jasmine screamed, but could do nothing but walk crookedly as Sage held her arms firmly behind her back.“She’s not scratching you, is she?” Millicent sighed, feeling the small scratches Jasmine had made on her wrists burn. “I can hold her for a bit, if you want.”“And let that crazy bitch try to get her claws into you again? No thanks." Sage huffed, pretending not to notice everyone's attention on them as the three of them walked down the halls towards Mr. Davis's office. “Are you sure we shouldn't throw her out a window? There's a trash can right under the waiting room on the sixth floor. It’s the quickest way to get her where she belongs…”“You think you’re going to get away with this, you whore?!” Jasmine screamed, still flailing like a fish in Sage’s arms, even though it clearly wasn’t having any effect. “I’m going to get you fired for this! I will sue you for assault and take every penny you have…!”“Good luck firing my bodyguard when she doesn’t even work
“Does Massimo’s security team know you’re here?” Isaac snorted, only turning to go back to his desk as that bastard stormed into his office. “Or were they stupid enough to let you stop by their office and grab some personal belongings, before being banned from this building forever? I should make a complaint about this, frankly. They seem to be letting any idiot walk around these days, just because Evan’s tantrum is worth the hair of 10 men…”“Do you have any idea what you did?!” Austin growled, his hands slamming against the table, as if he truly believed that his lack of control would be able to intimidate Isaac. “You ruined everything, you piece of shit! And you still think this will give you any advantage?! All our shareholders will want your head on a platter when they find out it was you who made them lose a billion-dollar contract! You shot yourself in the foot, you idiot…!”“I think you’re wrong about something, little brother.” Isaac snorted “I’m not you. I don't need help fro
The Bianchi Group's offices were in chaos that day. Not that Isaac had the right to complain about that, when he was the one who had caused such chaos.Even now, sitting at his desk in that building as he signed the last documents that would completely end the connection between the Bianchis and the Carnbys, he couldn't bring himself to feel regret. From the moment he had made his decision, a part of Isaac had hoped that regret would hit him at some point. But now that Evan and Austin were out there, making a fuss with Massimo's security team to avoid being kicked out of the building, everything seemed... right.And Isaac wasn't blind enough not to admit to himself that everything felt right because of the smile of relief he'd seen on Millicent's face after it was all over.The fucking CEO position could go to hell. That was Vincent's only goal that he had forced into Isaac's mind since his childhood, anyway. After everything he had done to get here, Isaac couldn't care less if Evan's
“Answer the fucking question, Evan!” Massimo growled again, his anger reverberating throughout the silent meeting room. “Why are your dealership's cars in a junkyard?!”Millicent's shock was so great that she was unable to do more than just look around. Most of the executives were clearly confused, certainly having no idea what that document Isaac sent meant for the contract between the Bianchis and the Carnbys. However, a few, like Miles and Mr. Davis, they seemed not only aware of what was about to happen, but also ready to do damage containment.However, when Millicent looked for Isaac, still not understanding why he had done something like that, she found him with his attention focused only on Evan and the expression of pure panic on his face.“This…” Evan’s voice shook, as he nervously slid his finger across the screen of his cell phone, as if his desperation was increasing with each new glimpse of the detailed dossier Isaac had made. “I don’t know what this kid is trying to do,